Encounters with Guards

I am thinking of replacing the security agency that provide guards to our offices.
Based on our records, we pay P17,500 – P18,300 per guard. That’s low daw. The guards in our village are paid P29,000 daw. But I am sure individually, they only receive half of that amount. A big portion goes to the agency. Our companies are small, we cannot afford to pay 20,000 plus per guard.

I spoke to one of our guards here. I asksed him how much does he get froom the agency. P8,000 a month daw. Ang liit pala ng sweldo nila. The agency gets half of what we pay them.

Once in a while we give them food. Sali rin sila pag meron kaming blow-out dito.

Yesterday I got mad when I arrived. There were four jeepneys parked in front of our showroom. I forbid that kasi matatakpan kami. And when you allow one, naku in 15 minutes, a dozen comes to park. So hindi pwedeng isa or dalawa. It’s all or nothing.

I was explaining to the guards why I do not allow jeepneys to park. So they would understand the reason. “Naiintindihan ko na lahat tayo naghahanapbuhay, pero yung tinda kasi natin hindi grocery o supermarket, or mga damit, pag may jeep dyan, wala ng pupunta dito, nakaharang sila. At pag nag-inspection ang Ford, mapapagalitan tayo”. I tried my best to explain in simple terms.

“Pituhan nyo lang, hindi naman kailangang makipag-away dun sa mga drivers. Ipaliwanag na mabuti”.

I went out the front door to explain, but the guard left the glass door open. So I told him to close it. He closed it and left me outside.

Me————– “Hoy, bakit mo ako iniwan, dito ka, kinakausap kita”.

He went out, and started scratching his butt in front of me.

Me————–” Bakit kamot ka ng kamot, ngayon pa na nakaharap ka sa akin”.

When I was leaving in the afternoon, as I passed the other entrance, the guard there saluted then he started touching his belt, then the front of his pants– sa birdie nya. Napatingin pati ako.

Me————– “O, anong hinahawakan mo dyan?”

He ran outside to direct traffic.

This morning, I inspected the service area kasi one janitor didn’t show up. I asked him to clean certain areas two days ago and I was checking if those were cleaned.

The other janitor saw me and proudly said “Mam, yung pinadiligan mo sa akin, tumubo na ulit, nabuhay”.

Me—————- “Asan?”
He proudly showed me the potted plant I placed near the entrance.
janitor———- “Mam, ang lalaki na ng dahon, nabuhay”.
Me————— “Hindi iyan, ligaw na kamatis yan”.
He scratched his head.

The guard at the service entrance saw me, he said good morning mam.

I caught him looking at my legs. I didn’t ask him anymore “O anong tinitingin-tingin mo dyan?”
I cannot blame him kasi dati cute naman talaga ang legs ko. Pero kung malapit ka ng mag sixty, hindi na cute ang tawag, ngute na.

For all I know, the guard could be thinking “ang gurang na, naka-mini skirt pa, pweee”.