J, Lurinthoo and the Baling Traffic
Saturday, April 19th, 2008I arrived late for a meeting with a Korean client (yes ‘client,’ kay publishing consultant man kuno ko niya). Ug ang Koreana pwerteng sukoa.
Koreana: Lurinthoo, what happen? I come far just see you here Ayala. And you? And you? Late to come!
Me: I’m so sorry J (that’s her name, for Jaimee). It was heavy traffic in Mambaling.
J: Baling? You say home in text. Now Baling?
Me: Mambaling J. It’s where I live. It’s far from here, and I don’t have a car.
J: Aaargghh, Lurinthooo. Three already. Me here two. You hour late Lurinthoo! Me no car also, but taxi.


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