2AM Snacks: Halo-halo at Chowking

I was glad it was not pubic hair in our Chowking food

We went to Chowking Sto Niño in downtown Cebu last night past 7 in the evening to have our dinner after doing an urgent project at the printing press.

The head of the pre-press department ordered spareribs toppings and siomai, mine braised beef.

When we were about to finish the whole bowl, I heared Ma'am gasped. I asked why. At the bottom of her food was hair. Yes, hair. But all seemed useless. She already consumed 90% of the food.

And so I called up the attention of the cashier who was near. She got the hairy bowl and showed the cook shouting- Hoy Jonas tan-awa ra ni o (Hey Jonas see this one). She went back to us asking if we wanted replacement of the food. Yun lang.

Tired, having a big headache and avoiding too many confrontations, I suggested to Ma'am to just drink her iced tea. We left.

This was the hairy part.

Rainy Days and Sundays

I became a frog today.

It was raining outside and I have to leap and play so to speak. I hate staying at home when the rain pours. So took a bath I did. Got out from my room that has served me as my shell. (Wait. Di ba palaka ako?) Walked the road, I mean hopped the road that has always been traveled and trampled. From Capitol Site to Fuente-Osmeña I did walk.

Despite the rain.

Nice feeling, indeed. Yeah despite the rain, it was nice. Wetty. Slippery. Clingy.

Had Beef Wanton at Chowking. Juice. The crew constantly erasing my presence. Then off to Robinson's. Bought fruits and toothpaste. Pa-cute. Window shopped at Handyman. After a while went home and started walking (hopping actually because I was a frog that day) again.

Got home tired. Perspiring but inspired. Rested. Scratched.

Damn! Got itchy feet instead! Ewww.

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