I went to the The Philippines a few years ago after having met a girl on philippinecupid and wanted to meet her before making any decisions or sending money like some morons do right away. She was a university graduate school teacher and not as dumb as most pinoys are, nor blind to the wrongs in her country. But her family thought they had won the lottery and after some months of abuse and squandering our money away we decided to move to a place of our own where she could live when I was home working.
Now I had a place in mind I found on the web, unfurnished new apartment in subdivision for 7500 peso a month and with fees and bills about 12k peso. She didn’t want that one because it meant 3 jeepney rides to her work, so she choose Makati prime tower right in the hooker district. A terrible place. Rent was 16k peso and with fees and bills about 20k total for a small studio on the 19th floor with cockroaches, lousy water pressure, elevator out of order 2 hours every 2nd day, and beggars right outside the building. Gays, whores, women walking with their babies in the middle of traffic begging for money, dirty kids pulling my clothes and trying to get in my pockets. It was a nightmare going outside no matter what the time of day was.
Anyways, there was some fun stuff also looing back now after it cost me about 1 mill pesos total that 8 month relationship. Shopping for things we needed for the studio was 250k and when her mom found out I had spend that much she contacted her husband who was working in Saudi Arabia and I started getting death threats from him for stealing his daughter from him and making her turn on her own family. I offered him to book a flight at my expense so he could come to Manila for a showdown if he really wanted that but he wouldn’t let me get the passport number which I would need to book a ticket for him through my ATM card. He had sent me these threats to MY phone by txt and I messaged him back that this would go to the police now and I would do what I could to see to it that he would be arrested once he landed back in The Philippines. His wife then started calling my ex and begging for me not to file a case which I never intended to do in the first place, just wanted him to shut the hell up.
My ex had a gold ring from her graduation which her mom had pawned and her sister (one of them) had stolen her silver necklace I had given her along with matching earrings and she also had a 7000 peso camera I had given her but that was still in the squatter house in the slum where the family lived. Now we wanted that back and the sister had baptism of her son and needed money (when don’t they need money?) so I agreed that we would give 3000 peso for a cake for the party IF she came with the camera and then we could forget the necklace which she of course denied having taken.
When we met in mall of Asia to make the transfer (because I didn’t want them coming to our condo) then she had forgotten the camera and made an act like it should be in her bag, we already gave the 3000 peso and then I just gave up on that family. It would never end, but can’t separate a girl from her family against her will and I gave her a choice and told her what would happen if she let herself get exploited like that by her own family (talking about loving and caring family relations). She agreed and cut them all off.
But it only lasted for 1 week then she was crying and missed her younger sister but not the others she said. So she wanted her younger sister to come visit and I agreed again, but what turned up was all her sisters and her brother and the sisters husbands and their babies. It was a STUDIO condo!!!! And then NO money for taxi when they arrived, so we had to go down and pay the drivers of 2 taxis and of course pay their fare back as well.
That’s the hospitality in The Philippines in some families!!!! The toilet would overflow sometimes and then I would go down and complain and demand that they fix it and I get a…siiiirrrr we will send an engineer up… I wasn’t thinking straight at that time and didn’t know about the titles being more important than the qualifications to match the title. What came up was an old man in worn out jeans with holes in his black t-shirt that did say ENGINEER on the back, he came with this wood thing and a rubber whatever its called, I am not English so this isn’t my native language and then he swopped a few times and held out his hand expecting to get paid, when I gave him 20 peso he looked at me like I was a cockroach and left.
Later I learned that a man mixing cement on a construction site is also called an engineer. I work as a technician in the windmill industry and the engineers where I come from are people who make the blueprint for cars, airplanes, bridges and high tech stuff. No fucking way he was an engineer, it was the same guy who fixed the elevator 3 times a week, EVERY week and still it wasn’t working.
Many times I took those dirty garbage filled stairs 19 floors down or up because it could take an hour or more before the elevator would be operational. The guards let anyone in the building without watching ID and lots of massage girls would go in and out. They expected money from me but I never gave them any and one day my ex came home she said she didn’t like one of the guards because he said I had many girls visit me. LOL….if I had girls visit me he wouldn’t know because anyone could just walk in and take the elevator up to any floor, no way he could see that, only because I didn’t pay him, because I saw other foreigners give them a 50 or 100 bill from time to time and wondered why they did that when security fee was 1000 peso in the total rent.
Anyways, I am with a much better family now and not all are bad and stupid, there are some pearls here but not many and I am generous and kind to those who deserves it and have friends here and people I trust even with my life. But never ever reward laziness, rudeness, cruelty to animals, abuse of children, ignorance and stupidity. I say what’s on my mind and I don’t take their bull anymore. Sometimes I make them look stupid plainly by doing what the Pinoys often do with everything, copy, copy, copy. so someone comes up like these days and show me hand ready to receive and say merry xmas then I say kindly merry xmas and show my hand ready to receive also…
Only the kids I give and only the ones I know uses the damn garbage can and don’t throw rocks at the dogs, especially the street dog I took in here and been teaching some manners and good behavior. Its honestly been easier to teach the dog than teach these people here. When I saw it nobody wanted to say it was theirs because it was scared and would make pain howl even if nobody touched it as they passed by it. Upset, I demanded to know who the owner was but nobody would say, when I said then that’s going to be MY dog now suddenly there was an owner and his daughter told my dad in law that her dad was planning on eating it, but for 150 peso I could buy it. So I did, 150 peso ppppfffff, I would have given 1500 peso for it, but that moron aimed low and that’s what most here do. They aim low and what they hit is rock bottom! Thanks for the blog, its excellent therapy!Published in