Well, had me another fun lesson on how incredibly ignorant these people really are. Yeah, I know..I know. You only need ONE lesson to see it, but the Failippines is the lesson that keeps on teaching over and over again, eh?
This particular episode happened just last night, and I’m still reeling from the moral whiplash.
So the story goes that last night my partner and I decided to go to the nearby Puregold for some supplies. No biggie, we do this all of the time. This time, however, they have one of their “outdoor sales” going on. Everywhere is cheap goods on sale, which is fine by me (though it took away about 30 parking spaces). But hey, it’s a store selling its goods. As is usual, they have those big ass speakers blaring music at 3x the volume needed for people to hear the music. As a side note, I’m told that’s “Chinese tradition to keep evil spirits away”. Yes, I read that as bullshit too.
So imagine us walking up to the store, having to walk past these speakers blaring music, children walking around everywhere. The current song playing ends….pause….then the next song starts.
“EAT THAT PUSSY! LICK THAT PUSSY! TWIST THAT PUSSY! PULL THAT PUSSY!” to a techno beat.
Yes, you read that right. That’s exactly what was shouted out three times at the very beginning of this song. I am not kidding you. Now…just take a moment to reflect…visualize life back in whatever first world country you’re from…if a store started blaring this music loudly for all of the customers to hear. If you’re picturing police being called and managers being strung up to be flayed alive, then congratulations! You’re normal.
But in reality, you’re in the Failippines. It is NOT normal here, and everyone is just standing around like nothing is happening. However, I am not one of these idiots. I AM a normal human being who gives a shit about things like this. And so I leap into action.
“Who’s in charge here? Who the fuck is in charge here!??!” you start hearing as my partner cringes, knowing what’s coming.
“Me sirrrr” some vacant-eyed girl says.
“At what GODDAMN point is it ok for you to play music like that with children around!?” I said
“What music, sir?” she blankly replies.
“THAT music! The music with the lyrics of “eat my pussy, lick my pussy!?” I say, shocked at the lack of any clue on her part.
“Sorry sirrr.” She says.
“Get that fucking music off of there now! There’s children around here!” i bark back at her, then walk off.
Later on, after doing our shopping, I leave my partner to wait in line while I decide to have a little chat with the store manager. So I walk up to the customer service desk (pun intended) and get the attention of another blank eyed idiot with a walkie talkie. That conversation starts like this:
“May I speak with the store manager, please?’
“Why sir? “
“Because I need to speak with her”
“Is there something I can help you with?”
“If I thought you could help me with it, I’d be telling you, wouldn’t I? Get the store manager, please.”
“But sirr, maybe I can help you….”
“Just go get the damn store manager, will you?”
“For a while, sirrr.”
So I wait …for a while….and she comes back with:
“Sirrr…the store manager says she is busy, and asks if I can help.”
“Tell you what…how about you go back and tell the store manager that if they’re too busy for me, maybe their boss won’t be too busy to talk to me”
“But sirrr…maybe I can help?”
“Just go tell her that.”
She leaves and comes back with….surprise!…a store manager, who then suffered the wrath of one of my pointed lectures on how the fuck to run a store, how not to let your employees run around doing whatever the fuck they want, and that people need to be fired. I kept her there for 30 minutes….no lie. Then I left to go meet up with my woman, who was patiently waiting by the car for me.
And if you think that’s the whole of the story, you haven’t heard the punchline yet.
As we were driving home, and I’m updating her about my “conversation” with the store manager, she informs me of something that made my brain want to snap:
The customers who were there when I first complained were all talking amongst themselves, wondering why I was making such a big deal of it!
These fucking morons have no problem speaking up against how divorce ruins childhoods, and they have no problem having 3 year old little Maria listening to this shit blaring out at 120 decibels into their brains????
Fucking Flips….low standards, low morals, low intelligence.Published in