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Maliksiiiiiiiii, Masigla!
Monday, May 15, 2006

I took a ride with the Happiest Cabbie in the Country today. The short ride to Sikatuna was like a Batibot segment, with this chunky, cheery man at the wheel and me, the gullible wench, in the backseat, flinging exclamation points back and forth.

Gullible Wench: Sa Sikatuna Village, po.
Happy Cabbie: Sa Sikatuna! Sik-a-tunaaah! Okay, leeeet’s go! Yeheeeey!

Right after he displayed this fit of cheer, I began looking for the hidden cameras in the upholstery, my reflex action whenever I find myself in a questionable vehicle, which, as of late, has been happening way too frequently. But I couldn’t find a single lens anywhere and realized that, good god, this man is actually happy for happiness’ sake! Warmed my puny little heart, it did. He was a find.

HC: Sa Quezon Circle ba tayo dadaan, miss?
GW: Um, opo.
HC: Ooookay! Sa Quezon Circle na tayoooo! Yeheeeey!

HC: Kakanan ba tayo sa Kalayaan?
GW: (getting the hang of it) Opo! Sa Kalayaan po!
HC: Kanan sa Kalayaaaaan! Leeet’s goooo! Whooooo! Kanaaaaaan!

HC: Saan tayo kakaliwa?
GW: Ah…basta! Kabisado ko po yung daan!
HC:: Nak-u-po! Kabisado mo, a! Oookaaay lang yaaan! Kaya natin yaaaaan! Leeeet’s gooo!

He was just so…happy. His rash driving did make the Bright and Shiny cult vibe a touch more alarming, but I’m just glad he exists. Irrational, child-like optimism is a dying art.


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