The Appointment

Dear insansapinas,

tick tock tick tock, it was10 a.m. grabbed my keys, my glasses and small backpack. i was standing beside the mail-box by 10:05 waiting for my ride. got an appointment with a specialist. 10:30, no sign of the van. checked my cell to call the dispatcher. Arghhh, got the cell but forgot the phone number in the card. toink toink. checked the novel that i brought. ewww.  it was the novel with full of french words that i could not understand what the author was saying. (the place was not even in france).  checked my reading glass. wala. may libro walang salamin. may cell, walang phone number. what a day.


11:00 i was about to turn around and go home to call the doc that i will not be coming when i saw the van coming from  the side entrance. iba pala ang pipick-upin. it is a young man with full of bandage in his arm. i signalled the driver and he drove to my direction.he looked at me and said, ' i did not know that i am picking up a woman". arabo ang driver. wafu siya pero day ang accent niya ang bigat. kasimbigat ng isang sakong bigas. it turned out na dalawa pala kami doong tumawag for doc's appointment.


thank my guardian angel, i made it to my appointment on the dot. it is the specialist that i did not like. she is a young woman. after checking the gadget that i brought, she said i am okay. what okay? she did not even examine me physically. hmph. kabata-bata pa, tamad na.


i took the elevator down and sat in one of the benches in the lobby to wait for my ride. isa't kalahating oras na hintayan.  mabuti na yong matagal maghintay kaysa ako ang hinihintay. hhhm after lunch na, gutom ako when i saw people getting by with their to-go-ordered food. a pakistani woman approached me showing a phone number. anuhin ko yong phone number? she can not speak english. yon pala, nanghihiram ng cell phone para tawagan yong number na nasa papel. sabi ko wala akong cell. parang bigla akong sinapok ng anghel ko sa balikat. eh sus naman, baka makipag-usap ng matagal yon, laking babayayan sa cell. ah ah, wala talaga. 


so i lied. inisip ko paano naman kung ako ang nangailangan ng phone? alam ko wala ring magpapahiram sa akin. lalo ngayong wala ka nang makitang public phone dahil lugi sila.


ow there was n incident when my blood sugar was bungee jumping and i was about to collapse in a grocery store. i approached the lady who was in the counter and asked if i can make a call. she asked the permission of her manager and called my brother to pick me up. ayan kasi layas eh.

at sa airport nga pala when i was stranded. yong assistant ko ang tumawag sa hotel at brother ko that flights were cancelled. but i did not make the phone call. siya ang tumatawag. 


the van came. there was another passenger. an old woman with a walking stick. it was the same driver. nagladlad na siya mama. dahil matrapik, nandoon kumanta siya. then sumayaw sa upuan.kulang na lang niyang tumayo at mag-ala dancing with the stars siya. minsan  para akong nanonood ng cartoon. nandoong ilagay niya ang kamay niya sa mata niya na para bang telescope na tinitingnan niya lung gaano kahaba ang traffic.  sigaw siya ng sigaw ng aha, aha, aha while clicking his fingers to the tune of an imaginary music.  i was entertained.


pagdating ko sa bahay ako ang napagod. hingal. alas seis pa lang tulog na ako. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz


Pinaysaamerika