It's a Jungle out there...

...and my mom can survive it gracefully.

It was almost 8pm in South Supermarket when we saw people lining up in French Baker. Out of curiosity my mom and I asked one of the ladies in line. Turns out, it was the 8pm sale where they have everything half off. Mom tells me to line up and get her all the cinnamon rolls they have.

But they have a process already. Get a number and wait in line. I was # 13. Everything was ok until it was #12's turn. Just like a relay race, she ran towards the counter when the French Baker guy gave her the tray and said "go!". And just like that, she got almost everything... including 3 out of 4 cinnamon rolls that my mom wanted...Nagtira pa.

When it was finally my turn, I went to the counter immediately and told the guy i'd get the last roll, and a coffee bun. I looked at #12 with a "ikaw kasi eh..." look of disappointment.

As I lined up at the cashier, my mom went to me asking about her rolls. Sadly i told her i was only able to get just one, and pointed at #12, blaming her. While waiting in line, i saw my mom all of a sudden in a conversation with #12. They were laughing and then... I saw #12 give her one of her cinnamon rolls! Mom even tried declining but #12 was insistent she gets that roll. I asked mom if she knew her... she said "No. She told me to line up already to get the discounted bread but i told her 'pinakyaw mo na favorite ko eh...' jokingly.... and then she offered me the cinnamon roll... hehehe"


Wow. Mom can get what she wants effortlessly ...Galing.

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.