Bad Hair Day

Have you ever experienced that particular day of the year when everything seemed to have turned out wrong? I had, several times. There’s that time when I was running late so I took a taxi, hoping it will speed up my arrival to the office, only to realize that the cab is taking the exact regular route of the jeepneys. Argh! I ended up late, and wasted money. Then there was a time when the weather seemed a bit gloomy. I told myself, nah it’s not gonna rain and I still have time to be at the office before the rain pours.  Then just about 500 meters from my workplace, the inevitable happened, a downpour! I had no coat, and I was on a “power dress up”.  It was a miracle I was able to run fast enough to escape getting drenched. Then to top it off, when I arrived at the office (partially wet lol), I almost bumped into someone that I had a big crush on. Urgh! Just when I thought I was careful enough to be at my best, then on my very unguarded moment, I was caught almost at my worst! Then there was this one time on my way to work, and as usual, I’m all dressed up, smelling really good (since I sprayed cologned to almost every part of my body that time lol) when a foul-smelling, shabbily dressed construction worker sat beside me inside the jeepney. It was crowded and hot. I know it’s a bit shallow of me but I scooted myself away from him as best as I could (even when “away” meant mere inches), fearing that my neatly pressed shirt and trousers will get dirty. I asked myself, can I be in a worse situation? It turned out there was. Because when I arrived at the office, I was greeted with infraction and reprimand from my supervisor. Maybe I got karma(ed), haha. But can you blame me if I just wanted to arrive at my workplace looking reputable? One time I decided to buy something from a nearby market. So since the item that I was looking for was not available, I headed to the mall. For some, that was just a normal day. But not for me. I was wearing only my plain shirt, shorts and a pair of slippers. And of course I remembered I wasn’t able to take a shower then since I thought the market was just near, no need to fuss over.  I silently prayed that I won’t bump into someone that I knew. But then again fate has its way of playing with us. I did bump into several of my acquaintances, looking like a dirtbag. I wish that time that the earth is gonna swallow me whole. Maybe I’m exaggerating but oh well, I really felt embarrassed to the nth power. Well, these are just some of my misadventures in my every struggle to survive the urban jungle. Which actually makes me think and ask myself, is there really such a thing as a bad hair day? That time of your life when the universe seemed to have forgotten that you exist, that bad luck happens in succession and that no matter how optimistic you tried to be, you can’t just ignore the silent whispers in your head about the worst that’s yet to happen. When you’re prompted with a situation when everything seemed to be at its worst timing, do you confront it? Or do you escape the reality? Do you move on and learn from the experience, or do you allow the negativity to surround you and sulk around?

The Bar

Have you ever been to bar alone? Like alone as in “alone”? No friends, no date, no acquaintance around. Just yourself only. I had. And it’s not that fun. Unless of course you’re this eternal flirt, that you don’t mind making passes on just about anybody. It’s really rare for me to go on a night out by myself. I consider myself a social person, I enjoy more in the company of others. I can savor the beer or vodka more if there are people whom I can talk to, share some stories to while we make fun of each other or the people around us.  There’s this one occasion when I got so thirsty for beer, and almost everyone on earth has an alibi to not go with me. Well, I told myself, whether I have company or not, I need a dose of those precious alcohol haha. So I went to this bar, and of course when I arrived there, I knew no one. Well, for me it really didn’t matter since all I want was some bottles of beer. It dawned on me afterwards that it can be lonely wiling the time away with no company but some empty bottles of beer. And I also thought, do we really need to have company when we go to bars? Can we not enjoy the night alone? Maybe, if we wanna do something stupid so we won’t risk embarrassing our friends haha. Well there are perks to drinking the night away alone. You get to leave whenever you want to, you get to pay for your own tab only, and if you wanna get hitched, you don’t need to worry about making up an alibi on how to get rid of your companion. A lot of things can happen in a bar. You can get drunk, you can flirt, you can get laid with someone whose face you won’t remember the next morning, you can lost your sanity for one night, you can do things that you won’t have any recollection the following day and you can do things that you won’t normally do when you’re sober. That leaves me wondering, does it make us attractive to go drinking in a bar alone? Or does it just magnify the fact that we’re all by ourselves?