Here I was, airing out my angst - my me against the world drama - to cocodile. It's not just a simple drama, you know. I was not making a mountain out of a molehill. I was simply telling him that I gave up my other online job 'cause of this and that. It maybe too much for me to handle the 2 jobs so it's best that I just concentrate my efforts into just one. And, in so doing, I gained much more in the bargain. I even detailed to him my previous schedule so he would get a very clear vision of how my life will now change.
His reply? "So, what job's now left with you? You should really start saving."
Oh. I was rendered speechless for about a minute. 60, 59, 58, ... , 3, 2, 1, 0.
"Gee, thanks for the concern". *dripping with all the sarcasm I could squeeze out of my pores*
"No. You don't need to thank me. It's what I do 'cause I care about you."
Ooohhh!!! I could just wring his neck there and then! Instead, I settled for stabbing the poor banana slice with my fork (I was eating Mandarin Tropical Fruit Salad then) with such force that it merited an upward arch of my Tita's eyebrow. Thankfully, my sweet smile at her silenced her unvoiced questions.
Lesson learned: sarcasm on SMS is useless. Either that or cocodile's simply immune to my sarcasm.
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Sunday, September 14, 2008
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