When I first arrived in this country of my origin, having grown up in a country with an environment of a much higher level of logical thinking, reason, accountability, care, concern, cleanliness, intelligence, rationality, honesty….well I could go on and on, I was SHOCKED to discover the complete opposite in the minds of native filipinos. Not much of anything was logical, honest, intelligent, rational, reasonable,….well you get it.
It seemed nearly anything I bought with a 1 year warranty fell apart or stopped working within 4 months, and honoring the warranty was simply denied by using some stupid, illogical, irrational, conflicting alibi or reason, regardless of what the written warranty stated, OR instead of just walking over to the shelf and getting another new one in exchange, they tell you they will send it to Manila to be “checked” (not repaired, mind you, “checked” by the idiot at the corporate office in Manila, because apparently they don’t believe me, and they’re not fucking smart enough to check it themselves to see that it doesn’t work.
If it’s the case of not believing me, that maybe I’m as stupid as they are, and I just buy things only to bring them back for a refund. Why would I buy it in the first place if I didn’t want it? But the native filipino mind cannot process such simple logic.
But with all the stupidity, ignorance, and filogic that I had to deal with every single day, it was really getting under my skin. I wasn’t used to living in such mind-boggling stupidity. And every little thing began to anger me.
That’s when I realized that if I’m going to survive emotionally and mentally here, I had to come to some kind of level of acceptance that life here is going to have to be a process. The days of making a phone call to customer service and getting a person who doesn’t try to blame the issue on me, and getting a fast and reasonable solution without an argument were over. I’m in Philippines now. The process has changed. Now a call to any customer service line is answered by a powerless idiot with no authority to make any kind of customer service decision whatsoever, and is only there to read from a book of responses and tag words, such as “follow-up” and “expedite” “open a ticket”, and “we’ll get back to you within 24 hours”. These words make them sound official and customer-servicey, giving you the illusion you’re being heard and your complaint is being registered. But you can be guaranteed you will not get a call back…ever, nor will the problem be resolved. A couple days later, after you were fully dissed and forgotten by them, you go through the exact same fucking call again, and 24 hours later, again, and again, and again, and again.
Idiots…I mean utter, complete, undeniably idiots. It’s really sad. Filipinos must know this is all true, but they live their lives in such a pit of denial and ignorance about it. So that’s the way it really is here. Most native filipinos will stupidly deny it all, and say how great their country is, regardless of the fact the whole world can SEE otherwise. But they believe words speak louder than physical reality and their actions. Just say it, and what you see or do simply will cease to be. It’s what you say is real that is real, not what you see. This is Philippines. Land Of Illusion and Delusion.
So anyway, I decided that getting angry was not good for my health and blood pressure. Getting angry at a filipino for being a mindless delusional dumbfuck is like getting angry at a puppy for eating a hot dog on the floor.
So in order to make a change, you have to stop bending over and taking it in the ass from your fellow countrymen, and start seeing reality. If I need a complaint resolved, I need to bypass the powerless mindless idiot at level one. I need to work my way to the person who hoards the power of decision in order to get resolution. I need to threaten a complaint to the government regulatory agency that handles such complaints, and force them to simply do what is right: GIVING ME WHAT I PAID FOR. Because filipinos don’t seem to understand such a concept.
And I do it nearly every day. And eventually, I do get what I pay for. I do, in the end, get resolution, or a refund. Imagine if every filipino stood up and fought for their rights, how much better a place this would be. But nope, the vast majority just cowardly do nothing, and continue fuck each other over on a daily basis, and nobody says a thing, they just take it in the ass with full acceptance.