I have been swamped this past year with the insanely difficult requirements for an American (or any non-filipino for that matter) to set up a proper business in this country, so I’ve been neglecting this blog for quite a while. There’s a bribe to get a certain permit, another bribe to process it, and a bribe for that bribe just to make sure you get the said permit in a timely manner… But that’s another story I’ll save for later.
Something outrageous happened to me the other night and I’ve been so upset and frustrated about it since – but then I remembered this website so I thought I’d share my experience.
We had gone out for a night of partying and gambling at the new City of Dreams casino to celebrate a friend’s birthday this past weekend. All was going well until towards the end of the night when our drunk-munchies kicked in and we decided to head over to McDonalds for some burgers.
In America we respect people’s personal space, so when standing in line at any checkout counter or fast food counter, I usually leave about a foot’s length of space between myself and the person in front of me. This will typically not cause any issues in countries where people have common fuckin sense, but here in the Philippines that is simply NOT the case. One by one these dumbshit Filipinos just jump in line in front of me and begin ordering their meals as if I wasn’t even there and there wasn’t even a line. I look to the cashier for help and this feeble minded creature says something along the lines of “sir, pasensya na po nag punch na” or some shit that translates to “Sir, I’m sorry have patience, I already punched in his order”. So I kinda go off on these people, ripping their heads off and ranting and making side comments about how rude they are (keep in mind I am pretty intoxicated at this point).
In my frustration, I decided to go to a different line with a different cashier and just one person standing there ahead of me. I asked him if he was in line and sarcastically mentioned to the guys who had cut in front of me earlier that I was going to stand behind him the way “civilized people” would do when there’s obviously a line.
Then it got bad. This one gay Filipino dude (ladyboy dressed as a woman) from their group goes berserk and starts calling me names in broken pinoy English. I couldn’t understand most of it, but I did hear the words “ignorante” and “stupid foreigner” and “leave our country” in there. When this happened I just decided to give up. I went back to my friends in the car and we left.
This pisses me off in so many ways but the main thing that get’s to me is that I’ve never been treated so horribly in any other country I’ve traveled to, and I am Filipino, yes you read that correctly I AM FILIPINO by ethnicity – let me explain. I am an American with Filipino parents. I’ve lived in America for the last 27 years and recently moved my company to the Philippines. Whenever I travel to other countries and people ask my ethnicity I tell them I’m a full-blooded Filipino. In all of my travels to all the different countries I’ve visited, when I tell this to people they have many different words to describe Filipinos – polite, hard-working, courteous, hospitable, etc… (I realize now this only applies to Filipinos who were smart enough to leave this hell hole) but never, not once ever, have they ever called me a “stupid foreigner”. The first time I ever get called a stupid foreigner happens in my home country?!?!?! Come on now, what the fuck Philippines?!?!?! I mean technically it’s not my “home country”, but regardless of citizenship I do consider myself to be of Philippine ancestry.
Well that pretty much sums up my weekend. I’m really glad I got that off my chest. I’m wondering now, if I ever learned to speak the language and had that same scenario happen with me speaking in filipino and arguing my point to that group of dumbfucks in filipino – would it have made a difference? Would they have treated me differently? Would I still be the ignorant stupid foreigner?
I really like the new layout of this website by the way. Good job!Published in