Teachers

It's like any ordinary day. Ordinary sky. Ordinary traffic. Ordinary Monday.

I took an ordinary bus to travel my ordinary route. With my ordinary big Monday bag, and ordinary laptop decoy bag (a laptop bag that has nothing on it but crap, while the real laptop rests elsewhere). And this is where all the unordinary things began.

The bus I took had me standing. I was the only one standing there. I just boarded in and the bus came to stop at the first traffic light. I swear before I got in on the bus, I had my phone on my left pocket. I even slipped in my 20 bucks bus fare on that pocket.

Then two men from the back went alighting the bus, walking towards me. They were pushing me silly and I got pushed to another man in front who wouldn't get up his seat and was sitting sidewise, blocking me. To picture this scene might be a conundrum, so simply put, I was sandwiched by men. Icky thieving men. I had to step out of the bus because they were sandwiching me so much. I didnt have time to check my pockets until I got down because I needed my hands to hold on to the rails.

Then, voila, my left pocket was empty, the three men alit the bus. I chased them, but with my heavy laptop bag and them splitting three ways, I knew it was a lost cause. Plus, I gotta get to work early. So I stopped when I cant run anymore. Took me time to realize they even took my 20-pesos bus fare.

Amazingly, the bus was still there. I just took it again. Sat down, exasperated. Feeling like a big loser. I lost my Little Dreamer (a Samsung Wave). I wanted to cry, but not really. I was angry, sad, more of mad at myself for allowing this to happen. So I just opened my Smint can and had as much as I could.

I texted my bestfriend and my close friends. "Hey, I lost my phone. Can I borrow money, I need a new one? Hahaha."

Lessons learned: It's easy to be an idiot. But it takes a man to take it with grace, humor, calmness, and humility. I look at this experience: I'm scarred, traumatized, probably paranoid from now on and wont be pocketing my stuff. Or if I do, have my hands inside them. But these icky thieving men, I take them in as my teachers. A life lesson learned. I take every experience as a lesson.

Life is never fair. We never get what we deserve. You get what you get and that's about it. And when shit happens, monetize your blog!

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