December 15, 2018
From Heritage Park we turned right at C5 going to the airport. We encountered bumper to bumper traffic and my husband was worried I would miss my flight to the US. Edmund told Sgt. Rene to get off and ask the police or security guard if we could make a U-turn. Meron daw banda duon.
When we reached the banda duon, wala naman palang opening, there were plastic cone barriers.
Once we reached the toll gate going towards SLEX, my husband made a judgment call. he got off the van and removed the plastic cone barriers so we could make a U-turn. Eto na ang pulis, “sobrang illegal yang ginawa ninyo”.
We knew what we did, even before he spoke a word we profusely apologized and my husband told him “tikitan mo na lang. pasensya na kasi mahuhuli kami sa airport, tikitan na lang”.
Although the police officer heard our request to just get it done, lumakad pa rin sya ng malayo, bringing with him our driver’s driver license. Sgt. Rene followed him. Etong si Rene medyo nababagalan ako kung kumilos but after Sgt. Pepper told me na nabaril na daw itong si Rene sa gyera sa Mindanao, naawa naman ako. Sa likod daw pumasok yung bala. He was an army sergent. My daughter told me he was shot while defending our country. She made me feel guilty.
While we were in the van, our antipatikong driver offered a bright idea which made our blood boil. “Pwede namang aregluhin, lagyan na lang”. Edmund and I got so pissed. I scolded him. Hindi kami naglalagay pag-merong traffic violation. We get the ticket and pay whatever fine is imposed, no argument.
It took the officer sometime before he came back and he again pointed out that what we did was wrong. We were not arguing that it was right, we were asking him to issue a ticket so we could go. It was 8:30 pm and Edmund was flinching on his seat. Me naman for some reason I did not think I would be late for my flight.
The police officer asked for the driver’s license and we instructed our driver to surrender it. He was hesitant. Edmund assured him that we would shoulder any fine or penalty. Still, he couldn’t contain his pagka-antipatiko. He said something to the police officer that shocked us.
We were taken aback by what he just said.
In a rapid reaction, I hit his right shoulder with my right hand. “Ano ba! Nakakakulo ka ng dugo. bakit mo sinabi yun? Baka sabihin ang yabang.’ Kulung-kulo ang dugo ko sa kanya. Gusto ko na syang paalisiin talaga. Nagalit din si Edmund. Kunsumisyon.
After issuing us the ticket the police officer let us go. We took Bayani Road thru McKinley Hill. We encountered a serious gridlock at the bridge crossing over to Resort World. Buhol-buhol. There was no traffic light in that area, no traffic aides, no policeman, just simple bigayan and discipline. Pero wala, lahat ng sasakyan siksikan ang sala-salabat.
In desperation, my husband decided to take matters in his own hands. He and Sgt. Rene got off the van and directed the traffic. Hahaha naayos nya.
E—-“Dapat meron akong t-shirt at sumbrero ng pulis at meron akong nakasukbit na de-kwarentay singko para sumunod sila sa akin”.
A—-“Hindi mo kailangan ang baril para mag-traffic ka. Ngayon sumunod naman sila sayo ah.”
We reached NAIA Terminal 2 in less than 20 minutes. Whew, pwede ng traffic aide si Mister Yee.
