Aggravated

I was about to enter the MRT station when a familiar dread came over me. I just hate security guards poking at my bag. It just makes me so angry. It’s the kind of anger that makes me froth in the mouth. Kapag sinasara ko na ang mga zipper ng bag ko pagkatapos ng isang inspection feeling ako para akong na-rape. I feel like screaming: Hayup! Mga hayuuuuup kayo! Ugh! I just find the entire exercise so demeaning. I know I look like a terrorist and that I appear to be susceptible to abuse but damn it I need some respect too! In fact, security guards and cab drivers are on top of my list of people to pulverize with an M16 once I snap out. One of these days, as God as my witness, I’m going to take up murder as a hobby.

Comments

i feel violated myself when tibo lady-guards feel me up in the mall.

brrrr.

hahahahaha
fuchsiaboy said…
ako? yung mga check-in staff sa airport ng las islas filipinas!
Zai Zai said…
i hate that too. lalo na pag hahalungkatin pa ang bag mo. di porke balbas sarado ako e terrorista na. at di porke balbas sarado ako e pwede kang magulat na may garnier face powder ako :)

anyways, happy vday to you and the boyf :)
bwisit! said…
@ eternal: pero kung medyo cute ang nagkakapkap why not hahaha!

@fuchsiaboy: hindi ko pa naman naranasan ang mag-international flight pero im sure isang nakaka-imbey na process yan! hahahaha!

@ zai: hahaha kaloka! oo nga naman! love it!

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