News Flash

I have a lot of stuff to blog about this week but I'm just too busy except for this one, I just have to blog this. If you look a couple of months back, I praised the cops for catching me for overtaking on the shoulder lane at the South Luzon Expressway. But now, there's this slob in the force that pissed me off. Apparently, the radiator's lid of the car got lost or something and on the way home, the car was stalling and overheated. So I had to stop and let it cool down and put water in it. A good samaritan that closely resembled Sir Ver Ramos (with the matching car make/model) stopped by to ask if I needed any help. I asked if he had some spare water, luckily he had some and went ahead to get it. Then the patrol car arrives. Then a cop with an old wrinkly-face stepped out of the patrol car that, the usual cop that you'd see with the big belly. I turned around and it seemed that the good samaritan suddenly disappeared when the patrol car arrived (could he have been a hold-upper/mugger?). I started pouring water to the radiator when the cop reached the front of the car. The bastard didn't even ask if everything was okay. He just stood there with a grumpy look, probably envying my juvenile face. I looked at him then he asked in a bossy tone, "Di tayo pwede magtagal dito (We can't stay here for long)". It was then that I noticed that the lid was missing so I asked him if he had a flashlight. "Meron, kunin ko (I do, I'll go get it)", he replied. I continued pouring water then he came back with a nifty lighter with an uber-powerful blue LED that sort of did the job. I tried looking for the lid, and checked if it was just there. By that time, Dad was calling and I had to hangup and run from the car seat (trucks were zooming by) to the hood and back so I kept the high tech lighter in my pocket. I ran out of water and most of it was spent on just cooling the radiator. I asked the near-useless piece of shit if he had water. He grumbled, "Tingnan mo dyan sa patrol (check the patrol)". So I checked the back of the pickup truck and saw a container (I wasn't even sure if it was water or gasoline). I brought it down and I was dead tired I had to try a million times to drag and lift it out while he just stood there and pretended to look young with his beer-belly. I finished refilling the radiator and returned the half-full water container. I started the car and everything was okay. At this point I was still smiling eventhough, in my mind, I was already telling myself how useless this guy is. I said thanks and was about to walk to the car (about to start skipping with glee) when he said, "Oh, lighter ko. Kukupit ka pa eh (Hey, my lighter. You swindler.)". I said sorry and said thanks again then left. From that point on, I was thinking, if I hadn't been travelling on this highway and paid a hundred and thirty four fucking Pesos, you wouldn't have your salary. For the number of years that I used the highway, I could give a rough estimate that the money I spent on the toll would equate to two months of his pay (my guess). I didn't want to write that, sounding like an elitist. But even if I wasn't a taxpayer, he swore to an oath for service to the people. I wish I'd see this guy again so I could tell him how much of an asshole he is. I've seen a bent cop and he's no different from one. From my anger, I composed a short rhyme while driving. Let me share it with you.

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