I had a doctor's appointment this morning and was judged to have a certifiably happy cervix. Go me. I managed to leave the office around 3:30pm, figuring that people can always badger me via email if necessary.
But I'm really not looking forward to packing.
After my appointment I went to McD's and accidentally left my umbrella behind. I went back and the manager didn't find it in the lost and found, and so she asked the gentleman who cleaned the lobby. He was coming back from emptying the dumpster. An elderly Filipino man. He'd found my umbrella and hidden it in the cleaning closet. I wasn't able to talk to him further because the manager was in the middle of explaining what to do with lost and found, but I did thank him in Tagalog. He patted me on the arm. I don't know why that makes he so sad. He should be drinking tuba (Filipino palm wine) with his barkada (pals) instead of pushing trash.
I don't know why that makes he so sad. He should be drinking tuba (Filipino palm wine) with his barkada (pals) instead of pushing trash.
BKL is like that too - to see old folks working makes him really sad. BUT, I've worked all manner of low-level jobs, including fast food, and I can tell you that most of those old folks work because they WANT to - they don't know how to NOT work, and any kind of job is good enough for them.
How many languages do you speak??
Dude, I scanned your first paragraph and had to go back and reread ... my brain was making the most bizarre pictures based on the words "cervix" and "badger" being in close proximity.
Salamat and Salamat po are one of the few Tagalog phrases I remember (the others are mostly words for food and the parts of the Mass). I always try to use it when I'm being helped by Filipino people. ... The surprised-but-pleased look I often get is kind of nice.