Manic Monday

Never have I thought of those two words outside their "corny" connotation at work (since one of our Managers prefer calling Monday as such due to the number of absenteeism during that day).

Since it was Labor Day, a cinema was rented on our behalf so we could watch The Longest Yard (a very very funny film)... for free! Since my friends and I planned on watching the movie, anyway, why not watch it for free, right?!

So, I decided to go home first, get some clothes for a conference I'll be attending the next day and go back to work - I can always sleep in one of our beds at work. On the way home, I saw a missed call on my phone. I sent a text message asking why she called me. She sent me a text message stating she could not go home due to floods. Naturally, i asked her to spend the night at home. I waited for her for about an hour at home and sent her several messages asking what time she's arriving and kept trying to reach her via cellphone. I had dinner rpepared for her. I then got a text message that she slept at work. So, I told her to hold her horses and I'll come and pick her up.

I went back to work and got my ride since I'm supposed to pick up some other friends. I think I had the guard confused when I arrive since he just saw me leave about 3 hours back. I went to pick up my friend and went around RCBC for an hour and thirty minutes at least. Then I went to her place to ask the guards where she was and was and was informed she's not home yet.

At that point, I decided to pass by Claudine's (not her real name) place to pick her up for the movie before going back to circling RCBC for another 30-45 minutes. We again went back to my friend's place to check on her. This very rude guard wouldn't let me park so I can go up and check if she was indeed home. Until finally, one of the guards verified that my friend's car arrived a few minutes past 11pm.

First I felt relieved, then I was irritated for not receiving any information that she was home and sound asleep.

That's the first part of the night.



Murphy's Law

I know everyone must have had some bad things happening to them... or at least something going wrong at specific points in time.

Now to the second part of the night:

So Claudine and I went back to our workplace. It wasn't until about 1am that we found out that it wasn't for all the employees. Since another friend of ours was already there with us, I asked my boss for an additional ticket to be picked up for the 5am screening.

All the "merry-go-round" we did at Makati must have worked her appetite since Claudine told me she was hungry and wanted to get somethign to eat. Yes! She informed me after we had gotten the ticket and found a good parking space. So off we went. The first part of the problem is the parking ticket. I didn't want to pay a third time for a parking ticket. So I went and left an ID with the attendant. They were gracious about it since they knew that we would get it back.

Our first destination is McDonald's at The Fort Town Center. It was closed. We drove to Chowking, but it was so dark inside that it was quite obvious it was closed. We went to Starbucks to get coffee and it just closed. We saw that Jollibee was open, but Claudine didn't want to eat at Jollibee.

A great idea came to us - we should go to Jupiter since there are a lot of food palces there! We drove off and saw this gerat place Claudine knew so we looked for a nearby safe parking lot. Since a lot of the parking lots at the back of the buildings were closed, we had to settle for a side street that looked safe - at least we convinced ourselves it was safe.

When we were about to get out - and after congratulating myself for doing very well with parallel parking, it started to rain. Having brought her own small, company-sponsored umbrella, Claudine went to open the back door of the Revo to find a bigger umbrella for me. In those few seconds of looking for an umbrella along a dark side street of Makati at 2:00 am, mother nature decided we needed a bath and a few droplets of rain segued into a heavy downpour that drenched Claudine's pants and had me deciding not to walk all the way to the restaurant for an early morning dinner, a late night breakfast or whatever you may want to call it.

Stuck in the Revo, we were laughing our heads off. Knowing that we were being told rather bluntly that we were not meant to be in Makati at that time of the night. After a few minutes, we decided to settle for Jollibee. Wouldn't you know it?! When we arrived at Jollibee, they were already closed!

Not to worry, Claudine! I knew there was another Jollibee at the Shell Station along C5 so I drove to our new destination. Whenw e arrived, we filled up some gas and drove to Jollibee where we a sign screaming at us, "Sorry, we're closed"!

Still determined not to let the night have its way with us, I drive to the one palce I knew Jollibee was 24hours. We went around 3 different cities for a meal of chicken soup, peach mango pie, fries and iced tea. I did saw the Chowking and wanted the Black Gulaman, but then the chairs were all on top of the tables and it was closed... or so we thought. After Claudine had her meal and I had my iced tea, I was going to get coffee from Select. We passed by the Chowking front door and saw in huge while letters against a red background, "OPEN".

I was sooo frustrated that Claudine treated me to a glass of Black Gulaman. hehehe. And off we went back to work to get our tickets.

...Some thought our night of adventures ended there.

But just as we were about to go up the flyover connecting Pasig and Makati, Claudine remembered that she forgot her other peach mango pie in Jollibee. And so it was quite natural for us to turn anf go back to Jollibee to get the pie.

I was soooo nervous I might be caught bringing in someone from another department! Hehehe. But then we got to watch the movie, slept on bunkbeds attached to each other.

Tuesday is yet another story. :)