Chuck Tailor Lad

I can travel the world in three hundred and sixty five and a half days. But I can only do it with my Chuck Tailor.

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I’ve only spent a short amount of time in the Philippines but I really must say it’s a wonderful country. Anyway, I’m just commenting here because I’m browsing blogs about filipino life and found your site on yahoo. If you have any ideas on things I must do while here in manila then I’d love to hear them

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Few people know how to take a walk. The qualifications are endurance, plain clothes, old shoes, an eye for nature, good humor, vast curiosity, good speech, good silence and nothing too much.

Chuck Tailor’s Notebook: Chucks and Me are Ready for Some Eye Bag-inducing Action

March 17, 2009

Today was the exact opposite of the day that has been yesterday. It was a lucky and ecstacy-inducing day for me and Chucks. 

I got the money we have been longing for since yesterday. After all, the problem wasn’t with the pawnshop. It was all about that money being sent through zoom website, probably a money transfer online system. So they said, it was to be retrieve today. And so it was. 

I got fourteen thousand something from the account. And as usual, I waited like for hell to just have a hand on the bucks. But all paid off. Tomorrow, I am paying for our internet connection and pay the person we lend money from just to be able to fair the winds of succumbing into a life of a poorer-than-rats people. 

Well, we are poor but we are not as poor as rats yet. I guess. 

Now, I also inquired about another call center company. But I guess I will stick to the previous company I intended to apply.

First, it promised a not wait, on the spot interview. The other does not.

Second, I have a feeling it will be a better money-milking company than the second company I asked.

And so, Chucks and I are going to live again a life being call center agents. I will be practicing more of my English now and rattle with answering the calls of bastards from outer space. I have heard they can be really racists and at the same time obnoxious. Racism is obnoxious. That is.

I don’t want to go to product selling call center agent job, I want the costumer care. Well, I just don’t care a damn about them. I just care about the money they can give me, that is. Give? Don’t be ridiculous, says my other ego. I would be sitting my fat volumptuous ass in front of the computer from dusk till dawn.

And that does not in any way mean that the bucks and greens I earn will be handed to me on a silver platter. I will be breeding eye bags in the next two months just to finally have a decent income myself.

I have been a tutor for cute chinky-eyed kids in school, but they are heart-fulfilling. Not the pocket-fulfilling one. 

Chucks. Get ready to walk with me through the dark alleys of Davao late at night, early in the morning. I will be happy if you can somewhat become my inspiration in this eye-darkening job I am planning to take. Don’t worry, I will share my bucks with you. I just don’t know how.

Shoe shining? I don’t think so.

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