Mind Your Manners

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I usually enjoy going to the mall, now that’s an understatement. I love going to the mall, and back in the day I even enjoy going to the mall by my lonesome. I can even watch a movie by myself. I enjoy eating in a restaurant, happily people-watching, sipping coffee in a corner booth, contemplating my next steps, drafting my future. Yes, I know, boring, but being the introvert that I am, you cannot wholly explain the satisfaction that you get with being alone. It’s not like I hate being around people. Well I sometimes do with all honesty, especially with people I don’t particularly like. And I actually hate myself for being too transparent with my feelings.  I don’t hold back with letting them feel my indifference (bitch I know). What can I do?  Well, that’s not the purpose of this post actually. I am writing about my change of heart with regards to going to the mall.  When before I used to enjoy it tremendously, now I would really think many times over if I would go,  for a variety of reasons. First and foremost I have to check if the mall is PWD-friendly.  Near us, it’s Ayala Fairview Terraces which  fits this requirement. But I have reservations with that recently since AFT is slowly becoming a ghost town with shops closing because of probably lack of sales.  A mall with shops discreetly covered with wood boards is not a pretty sight. So I go back to choosing SM, with its crowded mall filled with undisciplined shoppers. I have had many experiences with SM mall shoppers who don’t feel the need to extend basic courtesy to people like me. There was an instance I was just in a  cane in the grocery when a young big guy who was obviously goofing around with his friends bumped into my then skinny frame (yes, I was skinny back then), I almost fell to the floor with the impactof his chubbiness  and I did not even heard him apologize, it’s like nothing happened while his friends continue to laugh like hyenas (insert angry emoticon).

That is why I really appreciate SM’s initiative to educate mallgoers with basic mall etiquette. The videos which have been shared minimally by netizens, can be found in YouTube but I’m posting it here too. Netizens unfortunately don’t find it too important to be shared, they would rather share obscene videos or pictures of guys with muscular behinds or political memes maligning our president.

I believe it’s now time for Filipinos to be disciplined  in many areas and the “lakwatserong Pinoy should start with mall etiquette, who knows maybe when we’re adept with this we could next master traffic etiquette or  maybe fine dining etiquette? now that’s rubbing it too much

ELEVATOR ETIQUETTE

elevators in malls are small as it is and very few, what i don’t understand is why is it that  people who are very much “able” feel the need to scramble their way into an elevator with very prominent signs indicating giving priority to elderly, pregnant, those with kids on a pram and  handicapped people.Another thing i noticed is kids – giggling teenagers do not show courtesy at all and acts with a no-nonsense attitude when riding a lift. that is why i really think this topic should be included in the curriculum as early as in  grade school, or is it already there? i dont know.  back when i was still “normal” not once did i use an elevator in the mall i just find it too slow. i used it when i was with the kids pushing a pram

here is SM’s video of Elevator etiquette, by the way ate girl really did a great job!  although im just curious if she lost her voice after shooting all the videos , high-pitched e

Last Saturday we went to SM and after more than a week of  having the videos uploaded online, there was no effect whatsoever with mallgoers behaviour as evidence of the pics i took. Just look how crowded that lift is , and the number of able-bodied peeps far outweigh those whom they should give priority to. Oh well discipline folks! discipline! obviously my wheelchair can’t fit right? so we had to wait for  quite a long time before we could ride.

elevator-din

ESCALATOR ETIQUETTE

We were really amazed by how disciplined Singapore people were when we went there 4 years ago. I got a first-hand take on escalator etiquette when we literally scourge the malls of the city. back then I thought, this is really an awesome idea and how i wish we could do this in the Philippines. i didn’t  think it was too difficult to implement , but boy i was wrong. the clingy Pinoys cant seem to unlock their arms with their lovers albeit for a few minutes going up or down an escalator not minding those who are in a hurry behind them. keber ang mga lola mo.  not even with very prominent signs displayed  by the foot of the escalator

escalator-sign

here’s the SM video of escalator etiquette, please do watch and understand, pretty please. i long to see this being applied at least before i die, chos. nagsusumamo lang

And here is the situation in reality: going down the two guys seem to know the rule, or maybe because there weren’t too many people . the escalator ascending is a different story, just look at them  all twinning.

escalator

Lastly, SM also did a

PARKING ETIQUETTE video which i think was really great because they emphasized on the need to not use the designated parking slot for PWD  when you’re not really a PWD . unless of course you want to be :]

well that s it. now that the cat is out of the bag  I hope we could all take our sweet time educating ourselves for the benefit of those who need our courtesy  while we’re at the mall. Lastly, thanks SM!

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A Thug Leader

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I am editing this post because would you believe i made a mistake on my age? had it not been  for my husband who pointed it out I wouldn’t even realize that I aged myself by a year.

I am 37, not 38  and I have participated in 3 National Elections but I have never been involved and politically conscious until now. I don’t know how it happened, maybe because I am online most of the time and I have experienced the atrocities of living in Imperial Manila – the traffic, red tape, corruption that was blatantly displayed all over.  And there came a time I told myself, “Enough is enough”. I wouldn’t want my children to experience the same when they grow older. I was mad at the personnel of the city government  who accepts bribe in exchange of faster processing of health and occupational permits, I was extremely agitated  sitting for hours in my car in the middle of an EDSA  parking lot with a bursting bladder. I would be clutching my fist watching the evening news filled with cases of theft, rape and murder. It was just so sad and I was beginning to really worry for what the future will be not just for my children but for the rest of the young generation of this country. So when Duterte finally announced he will run for the position I never hesitated to campaign for him even just in my personal Facebook page. Even until now I would post something to be on his defence when I find issues about him very unfair. Yes, I am that kind of believer. You may call me a fanatic, a blind supporter, you can call me anything you want, I won’t take it against you, oh no I will pala, because it’s my prerogative to be how I am, just as I leave you with your own belief. I actually asked myself what I am, because it’s new to me.  Most people who know me would probably describe me as passionate, because I really am. In just about anything I delve into. In my job I take full responsibility of everything. I took my job to heart. When I like something I would write about it, I would talk about it to anyone who would care to listen, I would look for people who have the same affinity as mine so I wouldn’t bother to talk to people who will just listen half-heartedly. With Duterte, yes I am a fan of the man. Who wouldn’t? Oh well, I know the answer to that – the Noisy Minority.  So in honour of my “idol” the mass murderer, psychopath and fentanyl-addict thug leader of my beloved Philippines I will dedicate a tab here in my blog of my favourite articles written about him.  But since I am literally a blog-virgin kind of, I don’t know when it will be up because I will have to Google it or watch you tube videos on how to do it, so it might take me 48 years or 48 hours, I don’t know.

Aldub You

aldub youMy last blog post was in early July. No, I was not busy, what could I be busy with? Anyway, my mind is blank, I don’t actually know what to write. Well, I guess this happens when your life becomes so naturally boring, filled with routinary activities. Wake up, help the kiddo dress up for school, take a nap , do dumbbell exercises, welcome kiddo from school, have lunch, watch TV, watch TV, play COC, nap again, merienda, check kiddos assignment, watch the news, have dinner, prepare for bed, lie down, read a book, pray, then sleep, repeat this every day until you realize it’s your birthday, its Christmas, there’s something new to break the chain of events of your mundane life. Well, all that changed in July. 2015. Ever since that blessed day in July 16, I got something new to look forward to. I am talking about the Aldub fever! What else?. Well, if you are rolling your eyes right now please go away stop reading and dont ever come back. This is my blog and I will write whatever I want. Walang makakapigil sa kin! I am actually writing to dedicate a post to an institution who has given me so much to be hopeful for. Well, for the sake of those who don’t know my background (crossing my finger that this will reach them). I had a haemorrhagic stroke 2 ½ years ago which left me half paralyzed. I am now a hemiplegic. I stopped working for very obvious reasons. I had a career as a manager of a high end coffee shop for close to 10 years when it happened to me. So since I can’t work I had to stay at home and be a professional bum. I have so much time in my hands now to do things I don’t normally do when I was working. While I was recovering after the operation I was so depressed and hopeless. I am very self-reliant and I know that there’s no one to help me out of my situation but myself. I had to wriggle out of depression I don’t want to burden my family anymore since they have done so much already. I thought of suicide, yes. That was how depressed I was. I entertained myself by reading books, watching movies, playing COC, logging on Facebook, twitter, instagram, and doing this blog. I also realized I need to be happier, laugh more, so I started watching Showtime, yes Showtime ladies and gentlemen. I find VG funny that’s why I even watch GGV on YouTube. Eat Bulaga is my sister Mel’s favourite. Never a day goes by that she doesn’t watch it, she even had her son (pinaglihi kay RyzzaMae) sorry I don’t know the English word for that. On the influence of my sister I began watching EB early 2014. And I really look forward to the Juan for All segment specially when Marian was still there. Every day I try to watch, then the segment added the Problem Solving portion (which I think was imitated by the rival show through their Advice Ganda portion) I loved the character of Wally Bayola as Doktora the Explorer. I would laugh cathartically and if I could only roll on the floor I think I would because of the hilarity of each solution she offers to the person who wanted help. That is why when Doktora left I felt a little sad. When the character of Lola Nidora emerged along with Yaya Dub in the beginning I honestly wasn’t impressed, I even tweeted about it that I find the tandem not funny at all so I would switch channel. But all that changed after the July 16 episode. I kept on saying that I saw how the love team formed since day 1 and I know that everything is real, no scripts, even if there is, it was not in verbatim. Since then I have something to look forward to each day. I would wake up happy since the previous night I was laughing in the bed watching replays of the Kalye serye. I would plan my day so that by 1pm I am already sitting comfortably in front of the TV. Plan, meaning I already took a bath, had lunch, etc. Aside from being a hemiplegic, I also have Adenomyosis which makes my period a hell each month, I dread it coming because I would literally be helpless in bed because of so much pain. in August right before the first day of my period I watched about 3 episodes of Kalye Serye, ( the butones episode, the one where Lola fainted and another one) I watched it over and over , surprisingly the next day I was expecting the worse but the pain was a little bit bearable, and I attribute it to the good mood I felt watching episodes of Kalye Serye, and that’s what I mean when I said that Aldub is a blessing to me. Some won’t understand, others would criticize. But as an old cliché goes “do more of what makes you happy”. This is what makes me happy. Walang pakialamanan. *pabebe wave*.So there, I really wanted to thank Eat Bulaga for bringing theKalyeSerye to us. You just don’t know how much you have made each day a blessing to us. Please keep your unwavering passion for making people happy burning every day. To Jowapao, your contribution to the success of Kalyeserye does not go unnoticed.To Maine and Alden, thank you for riding on this hype. You may not like it every single time but think of all the people you have made happy including me. Consider this your blessing too. Aldub you. Here’s the July 16 episode to those who want to watch