But when can one expect to hold on to one's sharp tongue? Not if a conversation goes like this:
Jollibee EGI Tower, 9PM, December of 2005
Me: "Miss, one order of 2-pieces Joy. Paki-upsize ng rootbeer to large, please."
Counter Girl: "Sir, wala pong rootbeer. Sarsi lang."
Me: "Miss, Sarsi IS rootbeer."
Girl: "Sir, hindi po. Sarsi po siya!"
Monterey Meat Shop, my village in Las Piñas, December 31 2005
Me: "Hi. Meron po bang meatballs?"
Girl: "Wala na po, sir. Pero meron pong lumpiang shanghai."
Me: "Hindi naman lumpia ang kailangan ko, eh. Meatballs."
Girl: "Eh, sir, pareho lang naman po kasi yung halo ng meatballs at lumpiang shanghai, eh!"
Can you blame me for being so short tempered sometimes?
Happy New Year everyone!