I just got “dropped” by a jeepney. The driver wouldn’t stop on the first or second “Para,” so I had to yell angrily at him. Then, as I was getting off from the back and muttering to myself, he abruptly accelerated before my boot had touched the ground, depositing me unceremoniously on the rough asphalt. As the uncouth churl rushed off, I picked myself up, threw my bag to the ground in a huff, and engraved his license plate number in my memory: PYM-329.

Well, there’s not a whole lot I can do now but be indignant, but at least I can warn other people. Parañaque-dwellers along Sucat Road, if you see that specific jeepney, give him a nice loud honk for me.