I’ve been inundated with work the past couple of weeks and am struggling to surface from the depths, swimming upwards to the light and air while fending off sharks, straining seawater through my teeth to obtain plankton for nourishment, and beating deadlines.
For last week’s “Pop Goes the World” column (August 12), I revived an earlier blog post and added social commentary and analysis, as the earlier essay was merely descriptive.
Click here to read the piece at Manila Standard-Today Online.
I had this interesting conversation, apropos of nothing, with an assistant general manager at work yesterday. What makes it special is that I just met her last week:
AGM: “I liked your ‘Psst!”
Me: “Excuse me, whaaat?!”
AGM: (takes my hands) “Psssst!”
Me: (totally clueless) “Sorry, Ma’am, I don’t know what you mean.”
AGM: “Your ‘Psst! Taxi.”
Me: (bright light dawns) “Oh. You read my column? Thanks, that makes two of us!”
AGM: (smiles) “Oo naman.”
I love you, ma’am. <3
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