Time for my commuter’s post.
It is hard to be commuter sometimes. It means sacrifice. Well, that is if you want to be hard on yourself.
I recently had a little fight(?) with one of my friends. I do not know why she is becoming so demanding these days. Blame it on her hormones? I do not know but I think that I am one of the most considerate persons on earth that I do not expect anything from others… except from my husband, of course.
Last Wednesday, my friend who is working at a different workplace from me happened to report at my workplace. We belong to the same company but work at different locations. I used to work at her area before. She works in Quezon Avenue while I work in Makati. It is a sacrifice for me to transfer to Makati but I wanted the job so much that I do not mind the additional fare of around P2K per month and additional travel time of two hours. Actually, it is more comfortable to travel going to Makati because all I need is to ride an air-conditioned shuttle service. 2 rides. One tricycle drive then one shuttle drive. It is very convenient. Going back home should also be the same but that is if I go home on time. The shuttle service is only until 630PM. If I missed that, then it would mean 3-4hours drive depending on the traffic and the route that I will take. It will also very inconvenient too because it would mean standing inside the bus. Catching a bus is also hard. After bus ride, then I have to trouble myself catching a jeep.Non- air conditioned jeep- meaning pollution. Then another jeep with drivers who are reckless, I encountered more than five accidents before. Getting into that jeep takes time also as it is not always available or I have to line up. Sometimes it takes more than thirty minutes. If I were to choose riding an MRT, it would mean, jeep to the MRT station, again- not easy to get. Then lining up to get a ticket then lining up to enter. Then standing inside the MRT station. Then try to catch a jeep again. Two jeep rides then a tricycle drive. See, how hard it would be for me if I will miss the shuttle? Most importantly, I have a family waiting for me. We will have dinner together. What about my friend? She lives nearby or just around the area in Makati. It will just take a cab of ten to 15 minutes for her to get home and be comfortable while I will be traveling and would even endanger my life because it is already night time. Then get a cab? Hey, what about the fare of getting a cab? It would men quadruple of my usual fare. I do not have budget for that. Besides, I am really afraid of riding a cab because I am afraid of holdups! Talking about considerations, huh! Oh, well, she asked me if I could accompany her somewhere after 6PM. I explained to her what I just had mentioned but not explicitly. I just told her that I could not because I could not afford to miss the shuttle. She sort of got mad. Now, I am mad too! Kidding aside, I just do not understand why some people are so inconsiderate and they are still the ones who have the guts to have ill feelings toward others. I wish that she will have a family of her own already so that she would understand. I actually apologized to her. I can really go out with friends but it should be scheduled considering it was work week and the budget and the family waiting for me. I just did not like her reply but I did not react to it anymore except for this blog which I hope that she will not be able to read. If she does, then okay, she will be able to know where I am coming from and hopefully, understands me.
Gimmicks should only be Quezon City area for me. Curfew should be 10-11PM. Actually, it would be heart pounding already whenever I take that tricycle at 1130PM-1200AM. That means lot of prayers already for me to be home safe. I could be with you even up to the holy hours of the morning if you want but be with me also and bring me home safe.