playing hookey at work

wednesday
3pm

turtle: i am so sleepy, i actually got off my desk and doze off at the pantry for 10 minutes
clockwork: i know, we should get a drink right now
turtle: fight!...lets go!
clockwork: ill be there in a bit

and off we went--both of us already procrastinating at work, we decided to go one level higher and just get out of the office

we ended up in bizu, and had tea--foregoing the alcohol, because its just too way hot and humid outside(and we're already feeling guilty about skipping work and getting drunk--we have feelings too u know). We talked about the party last saturdays and all the implications that happened afterwards--very surreal experiences for both of us and yet it seems normal. I guess we both got used to having all these adventures and stories that were too unbelievable to fathom for anyone else. Like this one i was about to tell her

So i told her about this story about my friend who received an email from one of her batchmates, saying that her bestfriend--got a miscarriage because their house got burned down--and she was requesting everyone to send donations. It is important to know that my friend here is one of the most good hearted people i know and has a successful career living abroad, and during highschool, was being ridiculed and teased constantly for being akward and different by the same people involved in the email. Now, being the person she is--she felt the need to help right away....

..until she read the part of the message that says the best possible thing to do for them is the donation is to be used for publishing a coffee book/scrap book to be given to the miscarriage/burned down girl and her family

i fucking swear, some of these people still live in a bubble--having lived such glamorous lives, they dont know how to handle complex situations and still insist that whats important is their ego and keeping with the social norm. My friend here requested the bestfriend to send the bank account number of the victim so that she will just send the money directly--her reply was, why would u do that? why are u trying to offend their pride? I told her you shoudve told your friend--why would you give a coffee table book, when her coffee table burned down as well.

Its still frustrating that people like this still exists--but as kubrick once said "It takes different people to make the world go round"..just like how two people were craving for a drink at 3pm on a workday and ended up with tea instead