Monday, August 5, 2013

Road Rage

I don't have a car. I don't know how to drive either, but today, I experienced road rage. I swear, I wanted to kill the taxi drivers who rejected me when I needed to reach my destination in less than 30 minutes. Here's my pathetic story:

I didn't want to be late for my 9 a.m. meeting today so I left the house early at 6:45 a.m. I thought it was early enough; I thought 2 hours and 15 minutes is enough travel time to make it to my early meeting. But lo and behold!
  • From our house, it took me 15 minutes to reach the FX terminal because of the rain and heavy traffic.
  • I waited 30 long minutes for the FX to arrive. 
  • It took us ONE HOUR to reach Quezon Avenue. Worse, the FX rerouted and dropped us elsewhere. I thought to myself, Okay, I'll just take a cab from here so I won't be late. I still have 30 minutes anyway.
  • But there were no vacant cabs from where I was dropped by the FX! So I walked towards the MRT station where there's a taxi bay. When a cab finally stopped for me, he refused to bring me to Eastwood because of heavy traffic. FINE. That cost me 15 minutes of my time.
  • I hailed another cab, hopeful that this time, manong driver will bring me to my destination. But then, again, I was turned down. I got mad. I got really mad. I argued with the driver: "Kuya, pangalawa ka ng tumanggi sa akin, malelate na po ako. Sige na please." But he said he was picking someone up around QC, so he can't bring me to Eastwood. "Anu yan? Namimili ka ng pasahero? Tang ina naman!" That cost me my reputation and a good 5 minutes.
  • Finally, I decided to give up on the cabs and just take another course. I texted my team lead that I would be late for the meeting. I walked to the shuttle terminal and and hoped that my team lead would not get mad at me. I arrived in the office at 9:30 a.m.
  • When it was my turn to meet with our team lead, I apologized for being late. She said, "Anu ka ba? You're not late. Actually our Skip Level Meeting is scheduled at 10 a.m. You're early pa nga." WOW! Just WOW!
The lesson of this pathetic story: Do not let traffic and crazy taxi drivers get the best of you.

I realized after this incident that I have poor anger management. During the height of my anger, I forgot that I was in my corporate attire and that my cursing spree made me look stupid and uneducated. I did not act professionally. Nakakahiya. I even cursed on Facebook. Sobrang nakakahiya talaga.

After some time, I posted another status, explaining that moment of weakness and asking for apology. My dad even PMed me, telling me to delete the expletives I posted. Grabe, nakakahiya.

Well, there is nothing wrong with getting angry. But the way one acts when he/she is angry is the reflection of his character. From here on, I'll make sure to act appropriately and manage my anger like a lady.


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