Posted in Anecdote, Food/Drink

The balut vendor guarantee

Just outside our apartment door, my wife was collecting the items she ordered via GrabFood from the delivery guy when a balut vendor on bicycle passed by. I had an inkling she’ll call the hawker’s attention but then thought that we just ordered pizza and pasta for our lunch. What would we need balut for? Then I noticed the balut guy slowing down and started pedaling towards the direction of our door.

The Balut Guarantee

The GrabFood delivery person probably couldn’t help but smile (yeah, he had his facial mask on, but you know how our eyes smile as well) when he noticed the other guy heading towards their direction. I helped the wifey bring the original food stuff inside the house so she can proceed with her additional purchase.

As I was heading back outside, I heard her and the seller make a short exchange punctuated by a really grateful sounding “Thank you” from my wife. I asked what was that all about. She said the vendor declared that if we find anything we don’t like about the eggs, he will gladly replace them for free on our next purchase. Wifey then related how she shot back with, “Why? Would there be any reason there’d be bad baluts in this batch?” The vendor said, “No, ma’m. Just in case.”

I said, “Wow! A guarantee of sorts! In all my time in this world, I’ve never heard a balut vendor say something like that me.” (Is the current COVID-19 pandemic making businesses nicer, including the ones that hawk food on the streets? I wish!) We had the duck eggs later that night as our “light” dinner. Happily, there were no problems with it — it was all perfect. Just the right number of days of incubation.

Posted in Anecdote, Work-From-Home

Apartment hopping during COVID-19

Checked out a potential new dwelling place for me and the wife early this week, in a building that is somewhat smack in between our respective work offices. (It doesn’t really matter much for now, since both of us work from home since COVID-19.)  Because of continuing social distancing rules, the person supposed to show us around conducted her business with us via mobile only instead of a face-to-face meeting/discussion. (So, the agent is not showing us around. She’s just on the phone while we’re doing an ocular inspection of the premises.)

Apartment hunt

A truly weird feeling engulfed me as flashbacks of my apartment hunting past raced through my subconscious. Not surprising. After all, I’ve undergone several endeavors like this one as I jumped from one apartment unit to another spanning several years before I got married. Then more place-hopping along with the wife this time.

Seems we’re inclined to get it. The only big obstacle is the continuing lockdown on the metropolis. Since COVID-19 cases continue to rise in the country, particularly Metro Manila, there is fear that the government can once again decide to slide back to the more restrictive mode of the quarantine. And when that happens, I don’t think we’ll be able to move out from our (near-a-COVID-hotspot) apartment anytime soon. We’re just going to have to wait for a favorable September to roll in.

Wow. Did I just say, “September”? Back in January, who knew we’re going to be in this pandemic state by this time of the year?

Posted in Commentary, Work-From-Home, Work/Job

Workplace shakeup amid the pandemic

When two quality organizations merge, it sometimes takes a while before the final look of the surviving entity comes through. Could take months, maybe even a year. It’s trickier when the top honchos are bringing together into one group the best and the brightest from both sides but still need to chop off some parts to fit and refine most in the moulds prepared for them. Job security is a rare commodity nowadays, particularly in this ongoing COVID-19 pandemic.

Even exemplary contributors who have given several years of top-notch service can be removed without much fanfare. It’s always a tough call, this I understand. I’m certain most people who wield this power mean well and some even openly proclaim to disdain using it. But I still wouldn’t want to be in the shoes of men in charge to lay people off. But that’s how the corporate world moves. Small fries like me ride along with the changes, wishing I can somehow keep my place in the organization.

Posted in Anecdote

Grocery runs and busted outlets

Day 157 of the PHI quarantine. That’s 5 months and 4 days. Had to get out of the house with the wife for groceries- and medicine-run. About to exhaust our stocks for both. (Hello again, face masks, face shields, and quarantine passes!) The quarantine was eased to a laxer mode yesterday. Public transportation is available again and we sought the services of Grab Transport to head to our destination.

Went to a supermarket a bit farther than the one that’s nearest. We couldn’t bear the lines at the latter. And then there is the issue of higher odds that some asymptomatic carrier could be among those who’ll be inside, considering the number of active COVID-19 cases in the area. We got lucky at our choice today. Not much people inside the grocery. We got what we needed. And we only waited in line at the checkout counter for just a few minutes.

There was distress at the apartment shortly after we got home. I was heating water when I heard something pop and the electric kettle shut down. The wifey, who is setting up her computer to get ready for her work shift, said she smelled something burning and I got worried for two reasons: (1) Something must indeed be burning, or burnt; and/but (2) I can’t smell it! (COVID-19 scare, here we are again.) The electrical outlets at the kitchen stopped working and wondered if there was some kind of overload.

We just bought food stuff and our fridge was packed. (Damn, and we picked up some ice cream too!) This is not the time to lose electricity. Luckily, we were able to secure the services of a neighborhood electrician, thanks to the help provided us by our landlady’s Girl Friday. When everything was fixed, it was 4 in the afternoon. I still haven’t slept for the day.

Good luck to me in my (work-from-home) night shift later that starts at 9PM.