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Showing posts with label Brookside HIlls. Show all posts

Tuesday

don't get paid enough




I don't know how much the trash guy gets paid in other parts of the world but these guys should get paid with a lot of zeros at the end of the number. they holler and honk their approach throughout the village [subdivision] so that you can quickly retrieve your empty can before some one else decides they need it more than you. they dump out your trash can. they grab each bag and rip them open. plastics are separated. cans are separated....and they have to deal with all the other yuckies you dumped in that trash can. who knows how "ripe" some of those contents are too. but they do it. they do it with their bare hands. 

if for some reason your trash didn't get picked up one week...imagine just how stenchy it is by week two! that's how it is in this here 90% plus humidity. not to mention the little tiny white crawlers because the flies like it too. these guys are heroes in my book. they deserve MUCH more than the pair of shoes or any other worn out leftovers they might find in all of that.
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Monday

dirty ice cream


We like the neighborhood vendors.  However, we haven't stopped all of them...yet.  Most definitely not the balut guy yet.  He has the P20 size and the P10 size.  These pics are of the first time we stopped him.  Since then, the kids stop him at least once a week....some times more.  A lot of Filipinos like this inside tinapay [bread].  I'm guessing that costs more but we've never asked for it because I don't buy bread to begin with.  [We don't consume anything wheat].  So, like an ice cream sandwich..the Filipino way.  It's called "dirty ice cream" just from the fact that it's sold on the street outside hygiene rules.  He rings his bell and often lingers around our house a minute or so longer waiting for the kids.  Some times he's several meters away by the time they run outside and call him.