Balato (n.) – money given away by a winning gambler as goodwill
This is just going to be a quick rant as I can’t contain my annoyance anymore. So first of all, I am a Filipino born, raised, and currently residing in the Philippines. In this post I’ll have to specify that I used to live in an average subdivision before my family sold the house last month. Since then, we have moved to an area which is only a few hundred meters away from our previous residence.
Inevitably, my mother has been running into old neighbors. I am starting to think that moving to a nearby area was a mistake. Here are some remarks that should justify my annoyance:
Old neighbor: Your house been sold?
O.N.: My god, you didn’t even give us balato.
“What a snob, I didn’t even receive balato from her.”
“She left without giving balato.”
A friend of my mom’s giving her the “silent treatment” (“Because I feel so tampo! You should have given me balato before leaving. My husband is too lazy to get a job so I work minimum-wage but still you must give me balato so I can buy useless shit like Gluta.”)
I knew Filipinos were stupid, but I didn’t know that they were as stupid and as insensitive as to think that selling a 1.2-million-peso house was equivalent to winning 300 million pesos in the lottery. The amount of “heat” my mother is receiving baffles me. We never promised anyone anything, and they’re aware that we sold the house for the debts we accumulated when my father fell ill. Even my own aunt tries to extract more money from us by bringing up non-existent debts.
It’s okay to love money, I mean we all need it. But if you love money and choose to beg for it rather than work for it then you should reevaluate yourself. I love helping people, but these people are perfectly capable for a job. Laziness is their only problem.
Do you have a similar experience? Have you ever given in to a Flip asking for balato?Published in