I know I haven’t been on this blog in like forever, and I am sincerely sorry for the reason behind it. I have reason to believe that one has infiltrated our ranks on this blog which had made me cautious of few members on this site. Someone had taken off their shoes and I smell the fungus, and there appears to be a pinoy among us.
This blog and my experiences had taught me a lot about pinoys, it taught me so much to the point where it had created a success about the pinoys. That success is giving us the knowledge on the parameters of how well you can trust a pinoy, this success had made me overly cautious and aware pinoys. Compared to my knowledge on pinoys from when I first visited Philippines, to now, the pinoy is utterly predictable and I know what to expect from them. On the downside, some of us fellow foreigners are unpredictable and easier to trust, and by doing so I had found a bad apple in the bunch.
This story began when I had won this lottery event back in January of 2015. When you register your numbers you register your name and details. Another rule states that you can only win once per name, and if won once, the prize of higher value is rewarded to you. Well my wife and I had already won a small prize of 10K pesos each, so I decided to enter my friend and his girlfriend into the drawing. For the sake of the story, lets call them “Jonathan” and “Dori.” Jonathan is a member I met on this blog who I became best buddies with by the way (at least I thought).
One day we found out that we had won the grand prize of 1.5 million pesos, but the winnings was won under Dori’s name. My wife and I was excited when we got the news we had won, but we realized the money wasn’t under neither of our names, and that’s when tension had started to build up. When I informed Jonathan about his girlfriend’s victory, that’s when we decided to talk about splitting the money. He requested 50/50 (not considering the fact that I did nearly 95% of the work, and invested ALL the money to buy all the entries). But I realized that I was at his mercy, and I had no choice but to negotiate somewhere around his asking offer, otherwise he and his girlfriend could’ve easily took off with all the money and I would’ve been left with nothing.
I considered that since he was in a rough spot in life (always gave him money on the slide and brought him beers when I visited), so I slightly adjusted the split to 800k for me, and 700k for him. That way it wasn’t too little to the point where I would be utterly furious, and not so much to the point where I’m sure he wouldn’t take off with all the cash.
The Day of Judgment came when we claimed the money, and all had gone according to the agreement. My wife was extremely pissed about the agreement and believed we deserved more, since she did take part in the 95% effort we had put forth in choosing numbers for 8 sleepless days and nights (her and I alternated shifts, we had THAT many entries). I was living off of energy drinks during that period. My wife and his girlfriend were close friends until after the money split, then they stopped talking.
We blew our money on bullshit and lived the high life for a while, then he had the idea of us starting an online partnership business together. It’s something he mastered in, but it wasn’t really my forte. He wanted legal information regarding the business, so I hooked him up with a lawyer friend of mine I knew well for legal advice. They scheduled to meet on two separate occasions, but I had then later discovered from my lawyer friend that Jonathan had stood him up on both appointments, he was a no-show. This had made me look like an ass to recommend him to help Jonathan. For the record, Jonathan is a foreigner (European) and the lawyer is Filipino, even though it appears that Jonathan is the pinoy in this story.
Not showing up to a guy who is going to help you is like biting the hand that feeds you, which sounds like pinoyish behavior in my book. I never had an issue with my lawyer friend being late to the bars we hang out at, and he even buys his own beers. He talks about Jonathan in disgust just as we talk about pinoys here on this blog, and I find it quite pathetic to hear a Filipino talk down on a foreigner, but in this case he had all reason to.
Jonathan even plans like a pinoy as well. After we heard the news of us winning the lottery event, he had made a barrage of plans on what the 4 of us should do. He wanted us to go to Hong Kong, Boracay, Star City, eat at OUTBACK Steakhouse, and such and such. Inevitably (knowing how he always procrastinates), none of those plans ever came into fruition. I had already got my wife’s hopes up about Hong Kong since Jonathan had planned it, but it rained on her parade in utter disappointment when I broke it to her that we weren’t going. She was pissed, and lost faith in my words (and I had ALWAYS been a man of my word), so I made it up to her by taking her to Singapore instead (July).
For the record, Singapore is fucking beautiful, and I am content to say that it’s even better than America (where I’m from).
Well anyway back to the story, after 3 months of working in this business with Jonathan, a little profit was made. Me being the support manager in his business I had access to most of the account privileges, and one was the income earned. We agreed on a split of 70/30 since I lack the knowledge he had in this business, and he did do most the work. I saw the income that was made to be $1699.00 (I have a SS of this), so I was expecting somewhere around $400 at the very least after factoring out all the expenses.
When I finally got paid, he sent me the trivial amount of 80 fuckin dollars (about 3500 pesos). Sorry, but I don’t work for chicken-feed, and it was a complete slap in the face from all that I had been through. Did I forget to mention that I had invested an additional $739.00 in the business, even though I am the main reason why he had that business in the first place? So after 3 long hard months of working and putting up with his clients and developers, I only had $80 to show for it. Even a pinoy nanny gets paid more than that! My principles comes before money, so I sent that money back and blocked all communication with him.
It’s sad to believe that someone who I had helped from the start, who was so broke that he was bumming money off of his girlfriend’s parents to get by. Well it’s good to hear that I managed to help make a difference in someone’s life, but I feared that I may meet another friend like that from this blog again, which is why I had been distant lately. I’m sorry for ever believing that some of you would do that, but sometimes there are a few rotton apples in every pile. I do prefer talking about my pinoy-related problems in person with a friend, but some things you should just keep strictly ‘online.’ The great thing about this blog is that I know EXACTLY how much I should trust a pinoy, and a pinoy will NEVER have the access to screw me over this much since I know better than to NEVER trust them this much in the first place. As for a foreigner, each of us varies, but this experience had brought birth to great wisdom to limit my trust not just to pinoys, but all people.
This had been a hard learned lesson for me, and it appears that the P-Virus (aka The Pinoy Virus) can be highly contagious. This Jonathan guy has been here for 5 years, and it would appear that he has been infected by the P-Virus. I encourage all of you out there to keep safe indoors and away from the biohazard, because none of us are impervious to the P-Virus. For those of you who have been here for a while and still mentally sane, I congratulate you on possessing anti-bodies to fight off the P-Virus. I can ever so slightly feel the P-Virus getting to me now, which is why I will be taking a vacation back to America this upcoming November. I can really use a break from all the daily chaos here. Until then, I don’t have anybody else to complain to in person, so I will be on here a lot more often.Published in