Digos City, Philippines, 28th September 2011 – After almost 2 hours out of Davao City, I was a bit tired having no sleep for 24 hours….from the plane trip that dawn, car trip that morning, bus trip after breakfast, the latest being a tricycle trip, and here we were in a van which was still sitting itself prettily in the dusty old terminal of city – waiting to be filled up with passengers.
Vendors kept shouting out their wares as they passed by.
My eyes were drooping at half-mast while my neck was canting slowly downwards.
I was in a light daze of meditation (or confusion?) when a male voice kept on repeating a phrase which penetrated the fuzzy fog in my brain.
I suddenly popped my eyes to their widest extent, jerked my head backwards and glanced alertly at the open door where there was man holding a plastic package of yellow-colored items.
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Cat: WHAT? Did you say you’re selling Rocky Road? (I was referring to the ice cream flavor)
Vendor (staring): ha? (And you can almost hear his mind click tick-tock)
Cat: Rocky road, right?
Vendor (waves the plastic pack): Fish crackers ma’am.
*silence lasting for 5 seconds while Cat and the vendor stare at each other*
Cat (vehement): But…but! I swear I heard “rocky road” being said a couple of times!
Mommy Arlene (sitting by my side, poked me gently): He said “CRACKER OW!”
Cat (small voice): Oh! …..ehehe…*sheepish*
I guess when one is half-asleep…and you consider some slang differences in dialects..maybe the “cracker” sounded like “rocker” and the “ow” was like “rowd”…
*grasping at straws*
MWAHAHA!
– Sep 30, ’11 9:03 PM