“Another story to be told. It’s funny how the LGBT community screams for equality when they don’t even practice it toward everyone. We were cut in line. He even proudly said to the people in front of me, ‘Thaaank yooouuu, Kuuuyyyaa.’ We had already been there for several minutes. You could have just started over and queued behind us.
Acting educated by overusing slang English and trying to look aesthetic, yet being insensitive and foolish. There’s no reservation when you fall in line. It’s a first-come, first-served basis. It’s not my fault if you weren’t even ready to order at that moment. Damang-dama yung feeling sa SB—hindi naman bagay.”
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In addition to this thought, my brother told me that they could have probably left instructions with the people who were supposed to be in front of me—but my explanation was already loud and clear.
The first guy who intentionally cut the line was not there for a few minutes, and at that time, it wasn’t even queuing yet; we were the last in line.
“Konting utak at hiya man lang sana, noh—na wala nang validity yung pinaalam niyo, regardless kung ito’y totoo.”
Cringe and grimace were the feelings I had to control on Christmas Day. Their overly slang, pasosyal, and OA Taglish was actually nauseating. Like—God, please stop trying so hard to look aesthetic, because your manners and values are no longer aligned with what is considered a sossy place.
Funny how LGBT equality is screamed like a slogan, while basic courtesy and decency are treated as selective and conditional.
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