The donut was still here when I arrived Tuesday morning, which would be day 11. It was gone when I came back from lunch. I hope somebody ate it, as is the destiny of every donut. I wonder what an 11-day-old donut tastes like. Not that I would want one. I was really rooting for it to be left alone until it grew legs and walked away on its own. Ah well, so ends the plight of our sugar frosted little friend. Dough you are gone, you are not forgotten.
When I got home Wednesday, Feb. 14, I greeted the missus a Happy Valentine's and gave her a kiss and a hug. There was a paused and we looked into each other's eyes for a second or two and I said... "You're not expecting anything are you?" Yup, I'm a hopeless romantic. She's so lucky to have me.
The donut is still there. My mom would be horrified if she found out about this situation. She would probably say something like "Do you know how many starving children there are in the world?" Somebody should send that donut to Africa or something.
The plight of our dear donut continues...
The Donut Journals - Day 6
It's taking awhile for the ants to arrive. They must have taken the stairs. Probably because they couldn't push the buttons on the elevator.
A couple of days ago I was desperate and I put out a sign to encourage people to take me. It said "Donut - Eat Me". I don't think it's working. I think I'll take it down now. All hope is lost.
**Flashback**
Donut: If this is where it has to happen, then this is where it has to happen. I'm not letting you get rid of me.
Munchkin: Just shut up.
Donut: I love you, you complete me.
Munchkin: Just shut up. You had me at Jello. You had me at Jello!
I know, I know. It's jelly donuts and not jello donuts and it's not even funny. But jello fitted better and if you want quality humor you might be in the wrong place :P It's not like I'm getting paid you know.
You know how people say you can do everything in a mall nowadays? Well, I never realized how true that statement is until this weekend.
Driving along the Kalentong stretch passing the Marketplace Mall, I was bombarded by several signs declaring the Lowest Rates for a 10-hour motel stay. Then when I actually processed what I was reading, it dawned on me that this motel was actually in the mall.
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I took the pictures of the signs with my mobile phone so they’re not so great. Here's what they actually say:
10 hours Promo
Pay as low as 490 Php
5th level Marketplace Mall
Garage Parking open 24 hours (4th and 5th levels)
So the motel is in the 5th level of the mall. Guess where the movie theaters are? Well, they're in the 6th level. So, when you go on a date in this mall, it can go like this: see a movie, have dinner and... take a nap. Well, it's really your choice what you do in 10 hours. Cross-stitch? Complete a thousand piece jigsaw puzzle? Use your imagination - or not (you can be very literal too). After a good nap, cross stitch, or puzzle you may be in the mood for a little karaoke. Just a few meters away from the mall is Maligamgam KTV. For our foreign friends, 'maligamgam' means lukewarm. I wonder what message they are trying to convey. Not too hot and not too cold - the GROs wear pants and they're apathetic.
Somebody must have thought that people might think it's inappropriate to have a motel inside a mall. Check out this document I stumbled upon: Mandaluyong City Comprehensive Profile 2004. It has a portion actually giving consent for the motel to operate inside the mall:
5.07 Tourism
• Resolution interposing no objection to Asia Inns, Inc. for the operation of Sogo Hotel branch located at the Market Place, Gen. Kalentong St, this city
I bet they don't discuss it in city government meetings when a restaurant wants to put up shop in a mall :P
I just noticed a couple of things about Manila Managed Services group:
1. Women out number Men 2 to 1. Interesting especially after reading this article. Amazing how similar and yet different two cultures can be.
2. Our people are either really shy about taking the last piece or they have a natural aversion to donuts. A lone donut has been sitting in our area for almost a week now.
Might be because of this: 48 Ways to Know You Are Filipino
40. You eat every last grain of rice in your bowl, but don't eat the last piece of food on the table.
It's not right to treat donuts this way. Isn't there a Donut Abuse hot line we can report this to? Homer would be horrified.
The Lone Donut Journal (Day 5): It's been five days since I was abandoned. I think I saw someone peeking through the gap of my box. He must not have seen me as I was in the far corner. Was someone really there or am I seeing things? I think I'm going crazy. No one wants me. I feel like there's a hole in the center of my being. I feel incomplete, like something is missing. A munchkin! I need a munchkin!
You know those people who roam beaches carrying metal detectors looking for god-knows-what? They must get real feeling of satisfaction when they actually find something of worth. I had a moment like that this weekend. That wonderful surprise when you find something unexpected and the awe one might feel while examining a newly found treasure.
She was also featured in the Philippine Daily Inquirer. And if you're wondering why in that paper, well, she's Filipino-American. But the real top indicator when you're already too late in discovering a potential internet star is when they already have their own online store.
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