Mga Tamahome
Tamahome = originally a name of a Fushigi Yuugi character which evolved into a noun meaning "bastos na nilalang." Why? I dunno why Almanz thought of that ("Si Tamahome ay / Bastos na nilalang / Tatatatatatatatatat-tat-tat-tat…").
An unfortunate encounter with these "entities" can ruin your day. It’s almost ruined mine. And to think I’m just about to start my day.
Tamahome #1: Dude at the waiting shed. As I was walking to the jeepney stop, I hailed the fist PUV I saw. Just about that time, Tamahome #1 in front of me turned to his side and spat on the ground, missing me by just about a foot. Okay lang sana, kaya lang ang kalat niya magkalat. Imagine ninyo yung dura ni Tamahome #1 may kasamang spatters left, right, front and center, pati obliquely to the right and left, north, south, east and west. OA ha! He turned to me and made a motion which was somewhat apologetic, but my forehead was already acting on my behalf. If looks could kill, he would’ve been dead on the spot.
Tamahome #2: Dude from a low-rise floor of the same building as mine. A couple enters the lobby’s door first, with me just two steps away. Suddenly Tamahome #2 comes in from my right and nakipagsiksikan sa akin sa door. Hindi man lang nagbigay! Wow, my gay friends are even more of a gentleman than you are. Tip ko sa iyo, Tamahome #2 na ka-building ko, go back to elementary and take as much units of Etiquette, Good Morals and Right Conduct as you can. You need it, dum-dum. Seriously.
Ah, the Sheep in me controls my temper and holds me back from initiating confrontations. Wala akong magawa kundi hayaan na lang ang karma na ipaghiganti ako.
Until then, I have to practice the art of raising the eyebrow.
