Another day is about to end

and with that, new beginnings,

new ideas and discoveries have unfolded.

I got to talk to a dear friend who

has kept tabs on my horror stories here at Facebook.

She apparently has had numerous occasions wherein

my posts have been the conversations at dinners and gatherings.

The game of guessing the who’s and the what’s are fun.

But out of respect, I really will keep the names out.

If someone does get it right, I will either deny this to the highest heaven

and ignore everything from there.

However, one comment struck me. A woman commented in one of the dinner parties, that my writing these horror stories and posting them in FB was not right. I was surprised why she was against me. But my friend quickly corrected my mistake. She didn’t hate me, in fact she loves me to a point that she felt it wasn’t my personality to write such things.

Ah… I then explained it to my friend so she can tell her this; my rants and purging in Facebook is not to embarrass someone or anyone (although that becomes eminent). I wanted to show people the situations I have encountered so that when it does happen to them, more or less, one hopefully can find a better solution to the situation as compared to what I have done.

I asked my friend who this woman was. And when she gave her name, I remember that the only personality she saw of me was a very patient man in the middle of a storm between clients, agency and models. She never saw the naughty side of me nor the mischievous devil hidden inside that angelic face.

So, yes I may be very patient at work or with dealing with people, but I do have a naughty side that needs to be controlled. Hey, no one is perfect.

And on that note people,

watch out and wait for it.

Because the next one is much more juicier…