Archive for July 2013
Lurking, Ready to Pounce
Someone is watching me.
I tried to lure it out, I did not succeed.
I cannot tell its exact features but I can surely tell it's watching my every move, with those judgmental eyes. As if I did something wrong to it or maybe even planning to do something evil.
That is what usually happens when I go to a grocery or a mall. Sales people, always follow me.
Now I know that they need some quota to meet but tailing a customer is never a good idea, they might lose a potential customer. The customer may feel uncomfortable, they will be pressured and they don't want that. A good sales person knows how respect the customer and know when they are needed.
Now given that they don't need to meet a minimum sale, a tailing a customer is an offending act. This gives an impression to the customer that they are being treated as a suspicious person. What's more insulting that sales person can possibly do is what want to call as "profiling".
By profiling, they allow those people who are well dressed, good-looking, and seemingly rich roam the store uninterrupted, but it's different for those people who dresses simple, not having the looks of these "celebrities" and anyone who did not pass to their standard of being "rich".
If I can only stay away from those eyes.
The Attack of the Flying Bagoong Bottles
What will it be like if flying bagoong bottles came out of the sky and start attacking humanity?
On a beautiful Sunday morning while having a relaxing time with your friends or family in an open field, a legion flying bagoong bottles suddenly came out of the sky!
Their bodies are stout while some are slender are filled with bagoong, using their silver metallic wings to fly at great speed vertically and horizontally. The way of their attack was to smash themselves in everything they want to, causing significant damages, and smell. While for some people who are eating "indian mango" or kare-kare, this is a blessing, but for the majority this is a big problem, especially those who dress themselves up pretentiously and slaving their lives away to consumerism.
The flying bagoong will make their way into cities, towns, big or small. They will terrorize people by smashing their own bodies with tasty condiments to every person they find. The town will be in a big mess! People running here and there, protecting what are important to them, ignoring others who need help. Screams of people in agony will fill the air, tears will water the grounds.
Most of the population will give up, losing hope and accept their doom. But all is not lost to some people, people who loves to eat indian mango and kare-kare.
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