A few months pass and I decide to go back to the Philippines to see the future wife again. I arrive in the second half of December and with me I bring a few small inexpensive gifts for the kids and some premium chocolates. She picks me up at the airport and I was annoyed to see 7 of her relatives there with her. For fucks sake I thought. I just wanted to bang and relax with a few beers afterwards. At this point I’m thinking these people really like me or they’re the most inconsiderate fucks on the planet.
The hotel I booked at, well the staff fucked up somewhere along the line and gave my room away. They refunded my money and gave me a more expensive 2 story suite for the same rate as the cheaper room. Yes I was quite surprised at that one. The only problem with that, it was only available for 4 days and then we would have to find another hotel. We finally found a hotel with a vacancy and reasonably priced I thought at 600p per night. I really enjoyed it at night time though. The local glue-sniffing street rats would have nightly turf wars right outside our window, bashing each other with clubs and flinging stones at each other, always disappearing fairly quickly should a cop decide to show up. A real amusement park with that and also having to constantly hear about superhero Roddy Duteurte.
I found myself in yet another mall, this time I was browsing around for some things to bring back home. I saw this nice little tea cup the size of a shot glass. I said to future wife, “ I’m going to get a few of these they will make for nice shot glasses”. Sales lady who was forever hovering near us chimed in “ no that’s only for tea and you can not use it for anything else”. The fuck? I thought maybe she is just joking with me. Needless to say she was not joking and we went back and forth for 10 fucking minutes about it. This happened to me again in another department store too. I saw this nice portable bookcase for sale. I mentioned to future wife I wanted to purchase it for my old cartridge game collection or whatever else I felt like putting in it, hell I might even buy 3 or 4 of them. Salesman hears me waltzes over and asks me if I am a student. No I am not, what does that have to do with anything? Well sir those cases are only for students to put schoolbooks in. I explained to him that I can do whatever I wanted to do with something I paid my hard earned money for. I told him I could fill it with cash, dirt, garbage, or even take a fucking shit in it if I wanted to. He never saw my point of view and just kept insisting and saying “no sir it is for books only”. I walked away without buying anything at all. It was about this time when I started feeling a bit disillusioned and thinking /asking WTF is wrong with some of the people here? I mean I have always heard it was so great in the Philippines, everyone is so nice , unpolluted pristine land and water, more fun and so on.
After New Years I go back home and back to my daily grind, blissfully unaware of the vile shitstorm being plotted by my future in-laws.