I am officially scared of taxi drivers, especially here in Manila.
Earlier I went to church without my church friend cause he has to be there early for the worship team cause he's a guitarist there now. I didn't know how to commute going there so I rode a taxi. While going there, the taxi was so drama not knowing where the place is.
In the end he went around then i told him its going to Rockwell yung place so he sort of knew na where to go. Then he started talking to me! Like oh ehm. WHY. He was asking questions like "Mestiza ka ba?...taga-san ka?... Ngayon lang kayo magkita sa boyfriend mo?....may asawa ka?....Anong number mo? text kita..."
Ugh, questions like those. hahaha. Turns out he's from Butuan so bisaya din sya. He started talking to be in bisaya. And good thing I didn't have a ballpen so I couldn't give him my number. LOL. wooooh.
So yeah, I hate it when they try to casual talk me. UGH. Thank God I got to my destination just in time. haha.
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