Last week, I left Manila with a couple of friends heading toward Punta
Fuego, in Batangas, when I decided to stop at a comfort station in a
relatively new Gas station in Tagaytay. Being a new gas station, this
place would have a clean bano and pwede na/ just right clean facility
to take a good crap : ) The first stall was occupied (my theory was
correct;) so I went into the second one.
Just when I was seated and poised to emit a very “silent” fart, I heard
a voice from the next toilet:
“Hi, how are you doing?”
Putek!!! I thought in my mind. I am certainly not the type to chat with
strangers in highway comfort rooms or any comfort room for that matter.
Normally, I would keep as dead silent as possible in a situation like
this so no one would think I was there. What was I to do? run? keep
quiet? so many questions in my mind.
I really don’t know quite what possessed me, but anyway, I answered, a
“OK LANG, pare!”
And the stranger said: “What’s up with you?”
Talk about your unnervingly dumb questions!
WHO THE HELL IS THIS GUY? (In my mind)
I was really beginning to think this was just TOO WEIRD!
So I said:
“WELL, JUST LIKE YOU I’M MAKING TAE”
Then, I heard the person, all upset, say, “Look, I’ll call
you back, there’s some idiot in the next toilet answering all
the questions I am asking you.”
(author’s identity withheld for shit reasons)