My first experience in White Bird

For the VVIP group arrival, the marketing people were required to accompany the guests to go shopping. Yesterday, Jacky and i were scheduled to escort (ie.. maging major julalay) our VVIP guests.. I wanted to cry... I heard they were mean.. but oh no! Much to my delight, they were the nicest, 40-something group of rich ladies. Just like my normal regular happy fam tour groups. No big deal then.

So, on the way to MOA, one of them asked us whether we had "shows" here in the RP... (note: this conversation was either in Chinglish or otherwise, translated into mandarin by Jackie)

I'm like... shows? what shows?

VIP guest: shows... like dancing

ME: dancing? like Club Mwah (described Club Mwah here)

VIP: no.. shows.. like men...

ME: men?! (to Jacky, in disbelief) Jack, hubad ba ang gusto nila?! (Jacky translates)

VIP makes gesture meaning tiny, answers in chinese. Jacky translates.

JACKY: yung.... konti lang ang suot...

ME: WHAT?! (calls Rolph from cell) Rolph, may alam ka bang gay bar?!

ROLPH (on the phone): hah? ahm.. White Bird sa Pasay.

.... so it was settled... White Bird it was... not until after the first stop when the lady asked us again..

VIP: in the show, do they really strip?

ME (translated by JACKY): yes they do.

VIP: how about girls, do you have?

ME: yes, but in a different place. we can go there too after

VIP: not together?! and they do it?

ME (to Jacky): kakaiba ang trip nila ha.. (asks Rolph, Jay and Sonny whether they know of any.... alas, there's none)

--- after much coordination with our amazing concierge team.. we were able to get a reservation at White Bird for 12 persons that night.

At the White bird, together with my landi-mates Apols and mama Chona we were cordially welcomed by the manager (now my friend.. haha), Rossana Anaconda (really, that's the name on the business card!)...

ok... so there... I can't go any further, otherwise I'll be having a hard time looking at men again ... whew!!!! but yeah, I think I'll go back with my friends!! bwahaha... sana game pa rin sina apols! hehe

all in a days work

afternoon (just when the rest of the sales team has gone back from their sales call), i was sitted on jay's huge arm chair, typing away... he rings my mobile.. asks me some work stuff - the answers can be found on my desk 180 degrees away (we are sitted with our backs to each other). i put one knee on the chair and swivel the chair around, with my left hand on my fone and my right hand on the back of the seat... and whoops... i fall face flat to the floor.. i think i might have said something offensive also... ms undine's and ms pinky from their offices stood up in alarm, everybody else followed.. i still managed to get my phone back to my ear in a split second...

jay from the phone: anong nangyari sayo?
me: wala po ... (blood rushing to face... colleagues starting to crowd around me, me standing up as if wala lang hehe)
jay: hindi nga ?
me: wala talaga
jay: nalaglag ka no?
me: opo (tawa.. haha)
jay: sa upuan ko?
me: haha.. opo