I won’t have another night out in Barretto for over a week, assuming I survive Thailand. I’m a little paranoid about my breathing issues and being alone in a strange land surrounded by strangers. Welp, I guess that’s why they call it an adventure. My bags are packed, and I’m ready to go!
Mary came by my place for lunch, her allowance, and some groceries I picked up for her on my last trip to Royal. We had some dessert, and I walked her down to the highway so she could catch a Jeepney home. She’s working at John’s place now, so she needed to drop her things off, change clothes, then head back into town for her 5 p.m. shift.
It was only 3:30 when she got on the Jeep, but I figured I’d get to work on my Saturday night since I was in town already. I started out at Sloppy Joe’s and ran into my hiking mates, Scott and Steve.
After a couple of beers (maybe three), I wanted to get something to eat, and where better to dine than John’s place? It was a few minutes before five, and Mary was going through the door as I approached. I followed her in and surprised her. I was headed up to the third-floor bar area and saw John in the second-floor restaurant. He told me he had some changes coming upstairs, starting this weekend. The bar, which has a pool table and not much else other than a nice open-air view, is going to be made into a “real bar” vibe, whatever that means. Maybe he’s going to have GROs and sexy waitresses thirsty for lady drinks? I guess I’ll find out when I get back from Thailand.
While I was eating I got a message from Joy. She was lamenting that there were no customers (and no lady drinks) in the bar. Given the rain outside, I wasn’t surprised. So, I ordered some Korean-style chicken wings for take-out and paid her a surprise visit.
With the hunger and thirst satiated at Hideaway, it was time to move on. After some internal debate as I walked, I decided to pay a visit to Cheap Charlies. I was surprised it was so crowded, but my regular crew was available to serve me some company in exchange for the coveted lady drink.
Alma was on my other side, but she deleted the photo I took of her (she has an out-of-town foreigner “boyfriend,” I hear).
While I was enjoying my time at Cheap Charlies, I got a message from Angie asking if I would be visiting her at Green Room. I’d just seen her the day before at the SOB, but Green Room is right across the highway, so why not. At first, things weren’t too busy, but then a group of high rollers came in and brought most of the girls from Wet Spot with them.
And that was just about all the fun I could handle for one night. I did pop into Sit-n-Bull hoping for a pecan pie dessert, but alas, they were sold out. So, I settled for a big oatmeal-raisin cookie instead, took it home, and put some vanilla ice cream on top. Not as good as a Krispy Kreme donut, but good enough.
Oh, and I’ve been meaning to share this tidbit that I found hilarious. I have an app on my phone called WhatsApp that I almost never use. A few days ago, I got a message there saying, “Hope I didn’t bother you; how are you today?” I should have known better but answered, “I’m sorry. Who is this?” And this was the response:
I’m sorry for bothering you. I’m Miss Kate, HR Assistant of WPP Company. We are pleased to inform you that we will like to offer you the opportunity to join our team and work with us remotely which can help you earn money every day. Can I tell you more details about it?
Yep, I triggered the spam. Still, I figured I could have some fun with it and answered this way: Nope. I’m rich. I don’t need to work. I’m hoping I can find a girlfriend. Miss Kate didn’t miss a beat:
If you are rich, let me know.
I left it at that but enjoyed the laugh.
It’s raining like mad again today (’tis the season), and I’m meeting my ride to the airport across town. I’ve got a trike driver scheduled to pick me up at the house at 2:00; let’s hope he remembers where I live. Damn, I better pack an umbrella; it might be raining in Thailand too.
Assuming everything goes well, my next post will be from the Land of Smiles. See you on the other side!
May your week-long adventure be wheeze- and gasp-free.
LOL on the WhatsApp. I have that also, and occasionally get the spam message. e.g. “Hi Mike, havent heard from you in a while. Just wondering if you are still selling nutrition supplements? Would like to talk to you more about it.”
First time I got something like that, I did reply with “sorry, wrong number”, and then the game began with them trying to reel me in.
Now, I just respond with “Yeah, I still sell the supplements. And you still owe me $50 from your last order. I am really pissed and if I ever see you again……” but I make the language more colorful. Usually shuts them up and I dont hear from them again.
+1 what Kevin said about the upcoming trip.
I arrived alive–I’ll call that a good start!
Yeah, it is kind of fun to engage with these spammers now and then. Especially if it puts you on their “ain’t worth calling” list.
Gonna attempt the Pattaya Hash today and put these tired old lungs of mine to the test.