mr snatcher’s desperation and my depression
is this some IR-worthy rant? hell no! but i need to complain.
the last time i checked, the economic performance of the philippines is doing okay…getting better. that’s good news right? there seems to be an inconsistency with the real experience. i still hear people complain about how hard life or looking for job is, how price go up and never down, etc. etc. to discuss this inconsistency like how one will discuss how globalization marginalizes the poor is not my object here. my real object is to whine.
the last time i checked, snatchers are choosy with what they snatch. i always hear people say how the kind of fone i have is something out of any snatchers to-snatch list. guess what? mine just got snatched this afternoon. i’m not angry with whoever took it. the snatcher would have realized by now that he’s taken a liability than an asset. if his object is to profit from it, he’s in quite a trouble. my fone’s 7 years old ( now figure what model it is ), it turns off even when it’s full bat, it looks as old as my sixth grade mighty kid shoes ( totally kidding…don’t have that shoes anymore…the point is it’s worn-out), max phonebook capacity is 200 and message max capacity is 30. imagine how much this snatcher has to spend inorder for my fone to be marketable. i sound like i’m dying to get rid of my fone. wrong. i love that fone and i have 10 reasons why and they come in no particular order: 1. my mother bought it 2. it’s representative of my economic status ( i don’t want my fone to misrepresent my financial capacity ) 3. it survived ateneo de manila ( and i was determined to make it survive de la salle ) 4. i just loaded it 5. there’s a message there i’ve been keeping for years 6. it’s perfumy ( it got soaked in my cologne ) 7. it’s got that broken lock of an accesory sent from russia by katya 8. it’s got my boyfriend’s number ( wishful thinking ) 9. it’s fallen for over 60 times already the worst being under my friend’s car, good thing it wasn’t run over 10. it’s my contact to the world, dang i had it for seven years until this afternoon. i’m depressed. i would have no contact with people except thru friendster and my email , and well the landline the number i haven’t memorized yet. it’s a horrible feeling. i catch my self sighing and staring blankly into space everytime. i was confident i will not lose it that way. i was confident it’s gonna wear itself out to antiquity and unserviceability in my hands. i can’t believe how mr. snatcher can be so cheap deciding to take my fone. i can’t believe how desperate he is and how poor his family is that he took a fone that would profit him just a few peso.
i’m so depressed i lost my fone .i’m so depressedmr. snatcher is desperate. i hope he finds a decent job soon, one that would pay him enough to sustain his family.
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