we sacrifice not because we are too afraid of what will happen.
we sacrifice because we believe there is something better for us.
we sacrifice because we believe there is something better for us.
me and my officemates were in the pantry, taking our work lunches when i get to notice this guy on my far right. i already had a glance of him even before we settled on our tables.
our usual lunch went on. noisy. feast-like. and happy. then the guy, stood up. looks like he's about to go. and yes he was. his lunch is done.
when he stood up. me and a friend noticed a paper that he left on the chair that he used to sit. we immediately noticed that is a 50-peso bill.
"uy naiwan nya!"
"uu nga. kunin mo!"
"ikaw na kaya..."
"sauli mo"
me, with the goodness in me predominating the devil bitch in me decided to take the bill and return it to the guy who left it.
i stood up, took the bill and walked towards the way the guy went. i instantly saw him walking towards the other end of the hallway.
with no choice left, i shouted..
"excuse me.."
no response..
"excuse me, white polo..."
then he looked back. finally, i caught his attention. i approached him. and before i could hand out his 50-peso bill, he questioned...
"white polo?"
i handed him the bill and immediately turned back and walked away. and i started mumbling words...
"anu ba yan, instead na magpasalamat, nagawa pang kwestyunin ung pagtawag ko sa kanya!"
he was wearing a "white polo barong"