Sunday, November 7, 2010

Digging for Gold

I was in line at a counter of a small chicken restaurant near my apartment when a pretty petite girl with a loud voice walked in, chatting on a cellphone, while an older, less pretty friend followed behind. While those of us in line weren't exactly eavesdropping, the small cramped space, and her extraordinarily loud voice (I mean, seriously, how can someone that small have a voice that loud?), made it difficult for any of us not to overhear the general movement of her conversation with the person on her phone. She went straight to the farthest table from the cashier, which made it all the more extraordinary that we could still hear her as if she was right next to us.

She was explaining something when she walked in. From what I gathered, the person on the other line was either her boyfriend or husband.

"Baby," she purred in a really fake American accent, "Are you sick? Because you sound sick."

"Oh you are? Poor baby. Your voice still sounds sexy though."

At that point, we were all looking at each other, trying not to laugh. The cashier smiled a small knowing smile directed my way, and I smiled back. I looked out the window, trying to block her voice from my head.

"I said," she shouted, "YOUR VOICE STILL SOUNDS SEXY." I winced at the sudden noise. I resolved to try harder to block her voice. The two girls in front of me were starting to giggle. I stifled the small chuckle that rose in my throat.

Their conversation continued with the sexiness of her baby's voice as the recurring theme until I found myself alone eating my roast chicken, salsa, and tortilla in the restaurant. Then the topic abruptly shifted.

"So, baby, are you still flying to Hong Kong? The trip is still on right?"

"Right, Hong Kong. Yes baby. I said HONG KONG."

"Great baby, I'll see you there definitely. Get well baby. Stay sexy," she shouted. Then she hung up. She took off her wide framed dark sunglasses, shook her hair and made a funny face at her companion. She looked prettier without her shades, though she did put too much red on her cheeks.

"Wheee," she exclaimed, "I'm going to Hong Kong!" Her friend smiled back.

"I told you about this guy, remember?" she shouted in Filipino, oblivious to the fact that the whole restaurant staff, as well as I, could hear her, or that her friend was a meter away, and could hear her well enough without her shouting. "He's the guy who didn't want to send me money at first when I told him I wanted to go to Hong Kong, so I started ignoring him. When I stopped chatting with him on the net, and receiving his calls, he texted me that he was going to send money for our trip. I ignored the first text, but he was persistent, and after several texts, I sent him my account number."

"He couldn't help it. He sent me the money soon enough. He was just playing hard-to-get." She chuckled softly, if a little maniacally. Her laughter reminded me of a witch's cackle actually. It was kind of disorienting seeing it come from such a pretty face.

Her friend smiled and said something I didn't quite catch. She replied, "No of course not. I already told my husband I'm going with someone else. That should be ok. He wouldn't know." I noted the exchange. The guy on the phone was apparently not her husband.

Then she walked up to the counter, and asked her friend if she wanted anything. They realized that the place served nothing but chicken, and they wanted fruit. They left without ordering anything to move to the supermarket next door. I relished finishing my meal in the calm tranquility that followed in their wake. I also felt sorry for the poor bastards who fail to realize the intelligent craftiness of some remarkable, if morally-dubious, women that remain hidden behind a pretty face.

Photo taken here.

35 comments:

  1. nakalulungkot ang mga ganiyang uri ng tao. nakakaawa.

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  2. “after several texts, I sent him my account number."

    Wouldn’t it be grand if he turned out to be a con artist?

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  3. a gold digger, indeed...and she seemed very proud of being one. :)

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  4. yikes, two fine examples of the human species there

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  5. @anteros: true.

    @drake: hahaha, the irony would be epic.

    @ghouly: which makes it all the more sad right?

    @rudeboy: like, totally.

    @christopher: the pinnacle of our species. hahaha.

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  6. I wish I could be that crafty- but it wouldn't be sexy at all. My phone conversation would have sounded something like this, " Baby, did you send me the money? You know my kids need new winter boots!!"

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  7. Pretty girl with a loud voice..why does it remind me of "don't judge a book by it's cover?"
    BH

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  8. *cue "Off with her head!" from Alice in Wonderland*

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  9. if i had money to be flying girls around the world to honk kong and what i would have the money to invest into a background check. but if i was rich and old and single, i would probably find comfort in the company of young pretty females. but the witches cackle? nahhh i couldnt deal with that. then i would buy her kids winter boots, but only under the condition that she has to subscribe to my blog
    http://montecarlo85.blogspot.com/
    and she thought she was clever.

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  10. what moron would send their account number to someone they don't even know? He probably drained it dry by the time she got off of her obnoxious phone call. Karma.

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  11. Excellent post, and amazing story telling. Wow. This girl sounds like a real "piece of work." Sad. But reality.

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  12. Good grief!

    It was a great read, though.

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  13. I have always found that some of the best overheard conversations occur in restaurants and coffee houses. It constantly surprises me what people will say in loud voices in public. Cheers for posting this.

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  14. I know someone who can do that even WITHOUT a pretty face. LOL. May nagpapauto lang talaga.

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  15. I hate it when people are like that. At least with me when I talk really loud it's because I'm either really excited or I really like the person I'm talking to. At that point people tell me to quiet down and I do.

    http://theadorkableditzmissteps.blogspot.com/

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  16. Would be quite funny if he was a conman! There should be some kind of universal remote that switches the volume down on people like that.I just travelled home of the bus with two girls whose conversation I really didn't want to here - won't share, it seems wrong to ick more people out with it!

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  17. Wow that was funny! People really should be more private about their conversations. This lady in class was talking about her meds on the phone and my friend had worked in a pharmacy and knew what they were for and didn't want to know. Haha

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  18. AHAHAHA!!!I wonder what iurico, rudeboy,tristan (tales), imnotsoconio, nimmy, and the other bloggers would react? Hahaha!!!

    Good for you, nakapag pigil ka.

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  19. I hate women like that. They give us a bad name.

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  20. nakakairita yang babaeng yan eskandalosa pa

    hahahhaa

    the girlfriend from hell

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  21. Nakakalungkot na pangyayari to par... btw salamat sa pagbisita sa mundo ni Mokong... hehehe

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  22. Well, I suddenly feel a whole lot better about myself...lol.

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  23. Does the woman look like the one on the photo? ;-)

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  24. that was funny, but what got me the most was that you finished the Sword of Truth series. Addiction/Obsession at its best. I <3 that series more than margaritas and I love me some margaritas.

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  25. better to be ugly bugly
    and true
    than pretty and cruel...

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  26. That is hilarious!


    http://anastasiaphoto.blogspot.com

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  27. hahahhaa

    Nice, really nice.
    Hilarious, how many people was she handling at a time?

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  28. My guess is that both the husband and the dupe are aware to some extent of what type of person she is, I mean unless she seeks men with severe brain damage as her prey.

    I guess that for some people, a little pretty goes a long way and they won't let something as trivial as a person's character get in the way!

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  29. Ha Ha what a story! Love it!

    http://redumbrellachronicles.wordpress.com/

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