Friday, September 4, 2020

Living Through a Pandemic

 I have lots of things to say rant about living through this pandemic. Since March, I have been on a "lockdown" -- only able to go out during check ups and occasional visits to my parents' and in-laws' houses (Disclaimer: Happened during GCQ / General Community Quarantine only!). I don't know if it is just preggy hormones but I have been anxious since March -- been waking up in the middle of night, not wanting to talk to my friends online (glad I'm already done with this phase), feeling extremely sad/bored. Anyway, as much as I want to continue typing my "kwentong pandemic", I am now loss for words. I'll be giving birth in a few days and I just wanted to chill out. I'll just let the pictures do the story telling. Below are some of the pics I took on what "new normal" (sad normal) looks like:

Wearing facemask and faceshield ALL the time.

A day before the first ever lockdown (March 14), I went to an SSS branch. One seat apart dapat.

Lines on the floors to remind customers to practice social distancing.

GCQ: At our condo elevator. Only 4 pax were allowed to enter the elevator.

ECQ: When Covid cases started to peak, only 3 pax were allowed to enter the elevator.
























Tuesday, September 1, 2020

 *Written last August 7*

We are running low of food supplies so for today, Marion decided to buy from Chowking for our breakfast. He came back a little longer than expected and was mad (He has a calm personality and I seldom see him angry so there must be REALLY something wrong). He told me that while waiting for our order, a guy went to order and was looking for a “pork”. The cashier asked the guy if he was referring to Pork Chaofan. He said no.  The guy then called his wife over the phone and told her if she wanted a pork chaofan. Things escalated quickly as apparently the wife does not want a pork chaofan but sweet and sour pork. They were not able to understand each other over the phone – The husband telling her wife “Hindi ko mabasa yung nasa menu, malabo” (Apparently "malabo" because of the plastic covering the counter as part of the "new normal"). So, the husband told the cashier to wait while he went to his wife. They came back together and lo and behold! The wife suddenly went berserk – cursing the cashier, yelling and telling her that as a staff of Chowking, she is the one who should know what’s on their menu blah blah. She went on ranting for about 10minutes while the husband just sat down fiddling his phone “Kayo nakakalam dapat kung ano nasa menu nyo kasi diba taga Chowking kayo??” “Oh baka naman duraan niyo yang pagkain namin”. Like what the hell?! Just because hindi kayo magkaintindihan ng asawa mo sa gusto mong orderin, eh bigla ka na lang mang-aaway ng staff ng Chowking. All of the customers waiting for their orders were like “Anyare?!” The staff was apologetic and did not answer back.

My husband was so upset, and he felt bad for the staff so he tried to look for the branch’s number online to commend the cashier who was so quiet during the entire ordeal. He was not able to find the number so he decided to go back to the branch to talk to the staff because he really felt sorry for her. To his words, “Simpleng bagay lang yun. Kung di sila magkaintindihan magasawa wag naman sila mangaway ng staff.”

I posted this as a reminder that in this time of pandemic, we should extend compassion, kindness and understanding. I am sure the staff of Chowking had a hard time going to work because of lack of transportation. Pumasok sila ng maaga para makapagserve, makapagtrabaho ng marangal at hindi para masigawan ke aga aga. And just because the husband and wife drive a SUV (with plate number chos di ko talaga alam yung plate number pero SUV daw yung dala nung magasawa haha!), they have every right to demean others (lalong lalo na kung wala naman sa lugar! Jusko!). Simpleng bagay pinalaki. Gigil si aqoh!