Lonely lunches
Our staff gets free lunch everyday, in a small kitchen/dining room above our office. I eat with them, and though pockets of conversation spring up I usually keep silent because either I cannot relate to the topic (usually Korean telenovelas, which I never ever watch) or I cannot think of anything to say, because I'm wary that I might let something slip that they shouldn't know, or my parents shouldn't know (you know how efficient the office grapevine is, even in reaching the higher-ups).
So during my quiet lunches I get to remembering the loud lunches I used to share with AP-Annex back in ICA, and the things I miss about those lunches: watching Tangsoc unpack her personal buffet... Pau's purple untensils container with the mirror at the bottom (for checking if you have something stuck in your teeth, she says)... Kat snitching a piece of your food, saying "pahingi a" but not bothering to wait for a yes or no... Loida hogging all the chocolate available for dessert... Margaux getting frantic if she doesn't finish her food before 12:30 (so she can spend the rest of the hour talkingtalkingtalking)... Lynn and Elyse coming from proctoring, or rushing to get there... and the razzing and ranting and raving in between bites, and long after everyone is done eating.
And I miss Dessert Thursdays, when the Three Musketeers (a.k.a. Two Kats and a Bitch, haha, now I can finally say it!) would go buy ice cream and pester Shirley in her office.
Lunch will never be the same. Sigh.
posted by Ailee Through the Looking Glass @ 11:09 PM
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3 Comments:
Haaaayyy Aileesa...i wonder how u can stand having lonely lunches...i'm sure ur dying to say something while having lunch...watch na kasi Korean telenovelas so u can relate to ur officemates...hahahaha... sige ka, u myt explode one day :D...but then again...ICA lunches wont be the same without u...don't miss me so much!!! :P
aileesaaaaa!!!! namimiss na kita! just by reading your blog, you got me teary-eyed. ang tagal siguro bago magsink-in sa akin na wala ka na when i return this may but until now i really can't imagine not having you in ica. you won't be there when i rant about my students, or pesky co-teachers, or when i rave about my professor, or just about anything.. i will surely surely surely miss you... SHET KA! mang-iiwan! you're surely hard to get over... ( yeee!!! lesbo!) hahahahah... alam ko you'll miss my weirdness and craziness. sana pwde ka pa rin ng after school figaro trip natin... baka ma-miss ka din ni jerry. (unless magkikita kayo sa wala kami)
Nagpagupit ka lang, lesbo ka na. :p
Shh, quiet about the pesky co-teachers, students read this. (Aside to students: Pesky co-teachers do exist. We just won't say which ones. ;p) Me, I can say those things now, but you, Ms. Cua, are still stuck in beloved I-C-A.
I doubt I can ever get home in time for our Figaro vent-out-and-pig-out sessions but if you want we can play badminton every Friday night or Saturday afternoons if you have faculty dev. I need the exercise, am getting FAT without the stress that comes with teaching. :)
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