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Unbelievable.
I actually enjoyed the company of nine, nearly deaf senior citizens during lunch today. An ordinary 19-year old wouldn't mind passing up this kind of opportunity, but I'm glad I wasn't feeling very ordinary this afternoon and I didn't let that happen.
My lolo treated his barkada, made up of academe retirees, to an all-you-can-eat buffet at Cabalen, a seriously chaotic environment (in an amusing way). He brought his two apo's along for the ride as well, me and my sister. My little brother's acting pretty weird lately. I guess it's just another one of those annoying early-teen blues. Oh well.
My lolo was the youngest in the barkada, and he's freakin' 71. You know the typical cute senior citizen type of person? That was exactly what they portrayed this afternoon over lunch. The ladies obviously grew old gracefully -- they acted like those really prim and proper women from the 40s-50s who wore aprons and mittens 24/7 and baked apple pie every other day. The men, on the other hand, were very refined as well. But the conversations were just whacko.
(I'm gonna be using mostly pseudo's cuz I wasn't able to catch all their names.
Ben: Si Boni (my lolo) kanina, pagdating niya, kinakawayan ko, pero sa sobrang labo ng mata niya hindi niya ma-sigurado kung ako nga yun! Tumatanda na talaga siya!
Papa: At least ako, hindi ko kailangan ng driver 'pag lumalabas! Marunong ako magmaneho ng sarili kong kotse!
Ben: Niligaw mo naman kami sa Laguna!
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Joey: Mas madali siguro ang buhay natin 'pag piloto tayo, ano?
Eleanor: Bakit mo naman nasabi yun?
Joey: Para puwede natin gamitin yung mikropono't earphones nila pag nag-uusap tayo. 'Di na tayo kelangan sumigaw.
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Mattie: (to me) Ilan kayong magkakapatid?
Me: Tatlo po.
Mattie: (pointing her finger to everyone except herself) Senior citizen 'yan lahat.
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Nina (my sister): (to our lolo) Tito Cesar's a really quiet person, noh? He doesn't talk much.
Papa: Hindi kasi nakakarinig 'yan.
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We were already done eating and because of the chaos, it was rather difficult to get hold of a waiter for our bill. The security guard then comes up, waving a plackard with a plate number written on it, just like what any security guard would do when there's a double parked car that needs to move.
Guard: (to our table) Mayroon po ba sa inyong nagmamay-ari ng kotseng ito?
Papa: Wala. Pero puwedeng kunin mo ito? (hands out nine senior citizen cards to the confused security guard)
Me: Papa, secu yan! Hindi waiter!
Papa: (in his loud, grandpa voice) Bakit isa lang ang waiter dito sa floor na ito? AYAW NA NAMIN DITO!
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It was definitely a fun day. Here's to senior citizens. :) *cheers*
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