E.P. Roach

Original date” October 21, 2008 

Knowing this investigator-cum-psychic-cum-fiction writer was one of those unpleasant experiences I’ve had in my whole life. Lets give this person the pseudonym E. P. Roach. Her “profession” and pen name tells you as much I guess. Hell! It came to the point where I can barely act civil and keep my composure at work whenever I hear something new that this person’s overly imaginative mind have concocted. Might as well explain the “profession”. Investigator because she made it her business to investigate other people’s private lives, psychic because she gives false meanings and interpretations to your every action (even the tiniest one) which is really annoying …as if she can read your mind…a fake psychic that is. And a fiction writer with true to life characters because you wouldnt believe her outrageous stories about everybody…all fiction and product of her just as wild imagination. All but speculations that seems to be working for other people. Well like I’ve said Im already tired of complaining, I will just wait for the day those people will realize their mistake. Mistake in trusting and believing an accomplished liar.

Yesterday noon something happened that I honestly dont know if I were to be blamed fully or if I were to be judged just because of that little incident. I went to Betag with my officemate Noveba looking for food, it was already lunch time and a lot of people were walking on that narrow street of Betag. I was never one really who pay particular attention to people that i meet on the streets, specially if my mind was focused on something else. Yesterday for instance I was quite hungry  and thinking of buying pansit at the nearby cafeteria, and I was looking at that particular cafeteria filled with clamoring high school students when we met (i suppose) my two co-workers. It was not until we passed on each other and already several meters apart with many people between us when Novi nudged me and asked if I saw our officemates whom we just met, one apparently talked to me. Jad apparently asked If we already bought our lunch which I honestly didnt hear. Her query I supposed was obscured by the noise of the people around. My first reaction of course was to txt Jad and asked apology. I realized the consequence of my unintentional “snubbishness” later when I heard things uttered by Jad’s companion,  I did not intentionally ignored Jad because I don’t have any reason to, we might have some on going differences right now due to one meddlesome person but I was not that conceited to forget my manners. I apologized to her again personally which she seemed to have accepted. If not only for Jad who I still value as a friend, I wouldnt have taken an effort to explain things and ask for apology. I don’t give a damn about her companion’s opinion though. She can tell every negative things behind my back for all I care, so long as my friends will have the sense to verify things first. I guess that’s what really matters.  Jad’s companion mentioned about going to “gubat” (war) just after that incident. Even my wearing red and my banter with two co workers who were also wearing red that time wasnt spared…petty isnt it? Really funny, see how shallow people’s minds are sometimes? This thing concerning many friendships is sadly aggravating, and it’s making our work environment unhealthy.