The Law of the Garbage Truck

One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly. So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!' This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'

He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets. The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so... Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't. Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!

Have a blessed, garbage-free day!

Chinese Sick Leave

CHINESE SICK LEAVE : 'I NO COME WORK TODAY!!!' 

 Hung Chow calls into work and says, 'Hey, I no come work
today, I really sick . Got headache, stomach ache and legs
hurt, I no come work.'  
 
The boss John says, 'You know something, Hung Chow, I really
need you today. When I feel sick like you do, I go to my
wife and tell her to give me Sex. That Makes everything
better and I go to work. You try that.' 
 
Two hours later Hung Chow calls again. 'I do what You
say and I feel Great. I be at work soon.........You got
nice house'

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A Birth Certificate shows that we were born A Death Certificate shows that we died Pictures show that we lived! Have a seat . . Relax . . . And read this slowly. I Believe... That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do love each other. I Believe... That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change. I Believe.. That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. I Believe... That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.. I Believe.. That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life. I Believe... That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be. I Believe... That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them. I Believe... That you can keep going long after you think you can't. I Believe... That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. I Believe... That either you control your attitude or it controls you. I Believe... That money is a lousy way of keeping score. I Believe... That my best friend and I, can do anything, or nothing and have the best time. I Believe... That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up. I Believe... That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated. I Believe.. That it isn't always enough, to be forgiven by others. sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself. I Believe... That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief. I Believe... That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but, we are responsible for who we become. I Believe... Two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different. I Believe... That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you. I Believe... That even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help. I Believe... That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being. I Believe... That you should send this to all of the people that you believe in, I just did. 'The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything.'

 

Bad Experience in Tagaytay

FORWARDED BY A FRIEND.

A warning for those who intend to go to Tagaytay for an overnight or week
end stay.....


Date: Tuesday, 14 October, 2008, 10:34 AM



My husband's family went to Tagaytay for a simple get-together last weekend. We stayed at Viewpoint Inn, a few kms from the rotunda and in a quieter part of the city. The place seemed perfect for a relaxing weekend. We booked a big non-airconditioned room (good as aircon with the windows open) which was comfortable enough to fit about 20 of us. Above it was a viewdeck where we ate dinner while enjoying a good view of Lake Taal . After the kwentuhan has died down and the children's energies got all used up, lights went  dim and everyone was asleep by 2:00a.m. It was Turo's brother who locked the doors before he went to sleep.


At around 3:00a.m., barely an hour after, Billy, the househelp of Turo's cousin woke Tito Art (of UPLB's Batcave fame) pointing towards the backdoor where he saw a man scurrying out carrying with him several of our bags. The man realized he was seen and left the bags so he could escape. The lights went on and everyone was awake again except for the kids. Three celphones, one bag and Turo's walking shorts with his wallet were found missing. We called the police and also the attention of the Inn 's owner.

The Tagaytay Police arrived shortly. Billy recounted to the police what he saw: that earlier on a man was already observing our room from outside, and later the same person entered the room through an  open window and crawled his way into a corner where all the missing items were placed, then snuck out through the back door. Billy positively identified the man as one of the helpers of Viewpoint Inn, whom he was able to have a short conversation with in the early evening.


The Inn 's owner, on the other hand, took more than an hour to walk from his house which was a few steps away. He was immediately defensive upon learning that one of his helpers was a suspect to the robbery. Of course it was natural for him to protect his "employees" (we later found out that the helpers who worked the night shift weren't exactly employees of the Inn but "tambays" who assisted visitors during their stay and get as their income the tips they receive from the customers), but we also expected him to take accountability for the  incident as it happened within the vicinity of Viewpoint Inn, which he did not.


Turo, his dad, sister and brother, who owned the missing items, and Billy, the witness, went to the police station to give a statement while the rest of us waited in the Inn . The Inn 's owner also came along. The police urged the owner to agree to a settlement, which we are open to so as to avoid the hassle of police procedures but the Inn 's owner did not want to. In the end, three counts of robbery were filed against the Inn 's helper who would be detained for 15 days while the police continued the investigation and
hearings were scheduled etc.

When they got back, we were all too tired, sleepless and upset about what happened so we packed our things and decided to go home. On our way out, one of the helpers stopped us and asked us to settle our bill (we have only paid 50% downpayment upon check-in). And although we no longer wanted to pay them after our horrible experience at their inn, we were civil enough to pay the remaining half. We don't know if the owners were crazy, insensitive or mukha lang talaga silang pera because they even charged us an
additional P200/head because we exceeded the room capacity. We were not informed that the room has a maximum capacity limit, to begin with. In fact, the Inn offered such poor service that aside from the lack of security, their office was already closed after 7 or 8pm. Add to this the management's practice of getting tambays to man the Inn , not paying their services and expecting the customers
to give them tips for a living. No wonder their helpers would resort to stealing from the visitors. The  management of Viewpoint Inn is obviously accountable for what had happened but they refuse to take responsibility.

Viewpoint Inn & Restaurant in Tagaytay is not accredited by the Department of Tourism. I doubt if they could get one as they obviously don't meet the minimum accreditation standards set by DOT. A sign on their door says they are accredited by the Tagaytay Tourism Council, but, of course, we would be utilizing our contacts to have them de-listed.

Our weekend in Viewpoint Inn Tagaytay was such a dreadful experience that I had to write this down and send to all of you. It was bad enough that some of our stuff were stolen, but the fact that they were stolen with all of us there makes me think that all of our lives were also at risk that certain time, not just our belongings. So if you and  your family or your friends are planning a trip to Tagaytay, please stay away from Viewpoint Inn. I would not want you to end up the same way we did.



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(Sgd.)

Andrea Karina Alforte