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Oh Don't You Dare!

I so wish there is a device we can stick to our temples and have it start typing everything that's going on in our head. I have had a real, good, relaxing staring off into space a few minutes ago and my mind was just off wandering and wondering. So here is me taking a break. Got myself away from my desk, ate a very yummy grilled pork belly. We bought it from the usual seller we buy food from in case none of us have the time to cook. I am pretty sure that she cooked it pretty much the same way she did the other pork bellies we ordered from her. It is just that when you are hungry, brain-tired and hungry ( said that already, didn't I?), any food will very likely taste heavenly. Gosh. I normally would have the usual dip for it - soy sauce, calamansi or vinegar, and a few Basirog. Basirog came from the words *bawang* and *sili* that was *dinurog* so they called it Basirog - crushed chili garlic. But tonight was one of those days I missed catsup so I used catsup instead. Liempo or that grilled pork belly is one of the vanilla food I would pick if I had to make a quick decision of what I want to eat and I no longer want to scan the menu. `Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the good souls who keep me playing with words... my super fabulous and spectacular sponsors.` `Go check them out!` Anyway. I just saw @Temimay mentioned me in her article. She said something about chicken skin most likely being my favorite. Not really too far from the truth. And I do have a chicken skin story. Food can change your mood, yeah? There was one lunch time in the office we had the rare chance of "eating together". Because we handle different projects, it is very seldom that we get to be in the pantry all at the same time unless we really set a time. While back, when I was on my way to the pantry, another colleague caught up in step with me and started talking. I am not really a friendly person. But that was that time when I learned it would not hurt to be a friend every once in a while even for just *that* time. I do try to be accommodating - every once in a while when my social battery is not nearing drained. I figured everyone needs a friend even just for few minutes. Not sure if that makes sense but moving on to the story, anyway. We went to the pantry at the same time. The colleague was not exactly everyone's or anyone's favorite. So my friends then were really amused that we are talking to each other. Laughing and comfortable, too. Straightening a record, the colleague is not a bad person she just happened to be that one person who cannot jive well with the pack. We all sat down and grabbed our chicken share from the bucket in the middle of the table. I sat with my friends at that time and the colleague sat across me. I didn't mind. We were having good conversations anyway. My friends are not snobs either so they, too picked up good going conversation with the colleague. I placed my chicken thigh so well on my plate. Peeled off its skin and set it aside. I save the best for last, of course! I was not even a health junkie. My friends know I will eat that skin. Friends know, right? *Without the need to explain, they know how you eat your chicken.* Everyone then started talking to everyone. I guess no one was really too hungry and everyone just seem to have something to say and add to the conversation. I talked to one of my friends on my right, agreed to the one who was eating standing up because the only other chair that was vacant was too far from us. There were lots of laughter and it was going to be a real good lunch break everyone was in a happy mood. And then, out of nowhere, a fork speared the chicken skin on my plate. And in few seconds, it was gone and I stared wide-eyed at the colleague across me who was chewing happily. I was in shock. Our table fell silent as we all try to take in what really happened. The friends who saw what happened were also shocked. An "ay" and an "oops" was heard. But then one started laughing. Then they all started laughing. They saw my expression change from light, happy and cheerful . . . To murderous. And she was amazingly oblivious and so unaware of the effect of what she just did. It was unbelievable! The one beside me was laughing really hard. Only when they started teasing the colleague did she realize what she should have not done. I re-composed myself. And tried to shrug it off. I was astounded. I am a bit too slow in processing happenings like that. Blame it on my melancholic side. I know at that time I was analyzing the scenario if it was my fault even that she had that idea that she can cross my barrier. I was so pretty sure my invisible social barrier was still up even though we are talking and laughing. I was caught off guard. The friend who was laughing so hard still remembers that scenario to this day. She would laugh and shake her head as she remembered the way the smile from my face got wiped off. She said if she handed me a knife that time, there is a possibility I could have stabbed the person. Looking back, it had me laughing hard as well. *How hard was it to ask first, right?* Had it happened this day, though, there would have been a brawl in my head. I would have been wringing her neck real good. But all in my head. I would still be too shocked to move. *Hitting that publish button!!* Hola, Readitizens! © Pichi28 | `#ClubBrokeBCH` All Original Content Unless specified otherwise... *Let's go get that #BetterSeptember!*

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