Do I Look Like...?
Whenever I walk home, I usually pass an area where you'd find an occasional callboy standing at some dark corner. Of course, I'd pay them no heed.
Tonight was no different. I saw a couple of them shrouded in the darkness of their chosen corners, and continued on till I made the turn towards the light, alone once again. I saw a couple of security guards on a scooter. As they passed by me, one of them said, "Mahuhuli kayo diyan sa ginagawa n'yo!"
At that time, there wasn't anyone around me.
I don't know if I should be flattered or insulted.
Whenever I walk home, I usually pass an area where you'd find an occasional callboy standing at some dark corner. Of course, I'd pay them no heed.
Tonight was no different. I saw a couple of them shrouded in the darkness of their chosen corners, and continued on till I made the turn towards the light, alone once again. I saw a couple of security guards on a scooter. As they passed by me, one of them said, "Mahuhuli kayo diyan sa ginagawa n'yo!"
At that time, there wasn't anyone around me.
I don't know if I should be flattered or insulted.
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