Anyway, before I go into rant mode, let me share the photos from last night’s feeding at Hideaway. After finishing my doctor’s appointment, I ordered take-out from Sit-n-Bull for the girls.
As usual, it was a good time, and the girls were all appreciative. The bi-weekly feeding events are something we all look forward to.
But here’s the darker side. I stopped in another bar after leaving Hideaway. One of the girls currently working there briefly participated in my “friends with benefits” program while she was unemployed during the scamdemic. She’s got three kids, including one that might be just over one year old now (she was still lactating when she was an FWB). Nice enough gal and very attractive. The problem was that I discovered she is still married. That’s not unusual, I suppose, especially since divorce is not allowed in the Philippines. But her husband was still living at home with her and the kids. Adultery is a crime in the PI, and I had no intention of going down that road. I don’t know if he knew what his wife was doing with me, but I didn’t want to be around her if and when he found out. So, I stopped seeing her and shortly thereafter ended the FWB program. We did remain Facebook friends.
She came back to work in the bar several months ago, and we renewed our “lady drink” relationship. She told me her husband was working out of town. One night she came into the bar on her night off with a foreigner. That’s pretty unusual in and of itself; most of the girls keep their non-work life out of the bar. I guess he was a tourist because he’s now back in his home country. I know this because the girl in question is posting endless threads on Facebook (with photos of their video chats), professing her endless and undying love for this man. Hell, for all I know, she might even mean it. But last night, she took her usual seat next to me in expectation of getting lady drink commissions.
At first, I was inclined just to ignore her. The were two other gals vying for my attention as well. One is new, and the other I’ve known for years. But in the end, I just decided it was none of my business. Odds are good she is scamming this guy for monthly “support” money, and honestly if he is stupid enough to send it to her, why should I care? I wouldn’t be surprised if the husband is a willing participant. Having a “rich” foreigner around helps pay the rent. Indeed, perhaps I should congratulate her. Well, I guess I sort of did when I bought her the drink she coveted. See, that’s how the game is played, and I’m getting better at it. The trick is not to get played in the process.
I also heard from Agnes for the first time since she abandoned her lady drink from me to play kissy-face with another guy in the bar. I responded to her message by asking how things were going with the boyfriend. She answered that he was “just a friend.” I said, “do you tongue-kiss all your friends in the middle of a crowded bar?” For some reason, she never responded to that question. Oh well.
I’ve got a healthy case of “I don’t give a shit anymore” now, and I’m just going to do what I want when I want with whomever I want and not even worry about it. None of this crap is real, anyway. There’s freedom in that knowledge.
Things went fine with the doctor. I got another set of nostril injections, and today I have a good reduction in congestion (I couldn’t breathe through my nose at all yesterday). I’m still dealing with my lung issues, but I fear that may be my new normal. I’m still in the game as long as I’m still breathing, and that’s how I want to keep it.
It’s another Hash Monday, so here’s hoping it’s a good day on trail. Back with a full report tomorrow.
You can't hide your lyin' eyes And your smile is a thin disguise I thought by now you'd realize There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes
sorry to hear about that
This thing with Agnes has really gotten to you, huh?
almost like high school all over again
She kissed another boy while she was supposed to be drinking beer with you . Maybe she should’ve waited till after the beer.
You haven’t stopped thinking about it.
Maybe you secretly like this Agnes, and you would’ve liked to be the one making out with her , and without even having to buy her a drink at all.
It’s rough.
but at least you’ve kept up your sunny disposition with the girls you buy food for.
It was my thinking that pretty much every bargirl who has kids probably has a boyfriend or husband . That is probably why they’re working in the first place; to feed their family including the boyfriend. In a way, that is a very progressive society because women work and the men stay home to drink beer. And if the work so happens to include a little bit of lovemaking, all the better for the family because they get more money for school supplies and beer.
I’m sure the morality of it will be debated the more learned brains on this internet.
Glad to hear that you’re finally getting expert medical attention for your respiratory system. I have to say, the recent deaths in the Barrio have shaken me to my core. Sure enough, we all have to meet our maker some day , but I wonder if there’s more joyful days we can squeeze out of this here thing called life.
With the weather getting slightly better, I think it may be time to venture outdoors some time soon
Good luck with the ber months. Things could get busier as the Mariah Carey starts to scream 😱
Well, you can’t buy sincerity, warmth, or true companionship, but you can rent a cheap, shallow facsimile. And if you’ve no interest in going any deeper, then renting will keep you in the shallow end of the pool. It all comes back to transactions.
The medication for your nose – is that something that must be done at the doc’s office or is there some sort of prescription/OTC you can get so you can use when the need arises?
Brian, no, I couldn’t do the nasal injection myself. The procedure involves me lying on my back, and a long needle-like device is inserted into the upper reaches of each nostril. Some liquid is deposited, and I have to immediately suck it up as far as I can. Not sure how it works, but it gets into the upper reaches of the sinuses and relieves the congestion.
I went from total blockage in my nose to about 50% capacity in 24 hours, so hopefully, that trend will continue.
Kev, what you say is true, and it is foolish of me to pretend otherwise. My eyes are wide open now, though.
Benjamin, the thing with Agnes just made me realize I was foolish to consider these gals like friends. I’m a customer, and they’ll be nice as long as I am buying drinks or until someone they like better comes along. It’s really not about Agnes; she was just the catalyst that woke me up to reality. I should actually thank her for that. That said, I would never want to make out with her (or anyone) the way she was that night. There is a time and a place.
Yes, I agree that many (most?) of the girls have Filipino boyfriends. I often see them being dropped off the back of a motorbike for work. I always appreciate the gals who are honest about that. And I’ve heard of cases where the boyfriend supports and encourages his lady to seek out the coveted foreigner boyfriend. It’s a weird situation, but I guess overcoming poverty trumps morality.
Anyway, none of this matters much in the grand scheme of things. Maintaining your health and life are the important things. Keeping everything in perspective is what I need to get better at doing.
Thanks for the comment!