Nightmarish Lunch
Just came back from lunch. Johnny B (aka my boss) and Backstreet Boy(aka my officemate) were with me. We had lunch at Mangan.
If anybody remembers, there was a spam mail going around about uod in Mangan's bagoong. Being brave souls that we are, we didn't even consider that as a warning. Actually, we were just so hungry that we didn't even think, and just went to the restaurant with less people.
Anyways, we placed our orders and went on with the usual bantering that we do when we're at lunch. I was thinking of something, which my mind doesn't remember now, and just looked at the ceiling. I saw something terrible!
Bespren, if you are reading this, stop now!
I saw a rat, the size of a kitten walking on the pipes! I was just dumbstruck. The rat was larger than those I have seen. It was unbelievable considering that we are at Glorietta.
Johnny B and Backstreet Boy knowing that I have this aversion for rats (something I got from my best friend) teased me. Saying that the rat was on its way to the kitchen. I was near the kitchen door. As they teased me, Backstreet Boy's foot brushed my leg. I yelped and suddenly put my feet up. I thought the rat brushed on my leg!
I could barely concentrate on eating. I was thinking about the rat. What if it suddenly jumped from the post and went flying into the kitchen? And man, what a bad day! After eating, I saw a cockroach making it's way to the kitchen. The food must really smell that good to attract such following!
Thankfully, Johnny B paid for lunch. Serves me right for not heeding spam mail's advice.
DA GANDA blogged @ 8/06/2002 11:21:00 PM
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