|Where's Chiz? Can you help me find him? (Photo by Ding)|
Last week I asked to be excused from work. I’m proud to say I told the truth and none of that “I’m sick” excuse, which is a dangerous excuse by the way. There’s always a chance you’ll slip and use an illness as an excuse twice, and of course, there’s Facebook, where pictures just have a way of getting around, especially bikini pictures.
Not that I was going to the beach in a bikini. The ample layer of organic insulation (a.k.a. fat) that has mysteriously accumulated around my torso will have made that a frightful sight. I took a leave from work because my blogger pal, Irene, arranged for the CDO Bloggers to meet Senator Chiz Escudero, an event more to my liking than a beach party actually.
We were reminded of course, to think of intelligent questions. To conserve the energy needed to generate intelligence, I simply typed “intelligent questions” on Google. First on its search results was a site in which the first intelligent question listed was, “You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in?”
I doubt if that would have impressed Escudero, so I simply recalled the usual saying Filipinos subscribe to when intelligence and perseverance fail, “Bahala na (The heck with it).”
Fortunately (or unfortunately) we weren’t given the chance to astound him with our mental acuity, or the lack thereof. We were told he’d be unable to keep his engagement with us due to a more pressing meeting in Davao but that we’d be allowed to at least see him in person if we hurried.
What followed was a handful of bloggers attempting to set the record for fastest bath in the rush to prepare to meet him. I’d hazard to say that some of us might have even considered the splashing of cologne as a quick bath.
In my case, all attempts to smell nice and look presentable were in vain. I had to tear through three locations to make it in time to see him. By the time he was within reach, I was coated with a thin film of sweat and lightly sprinkled with dust, a battered blogger ready for frying.
He smiled, said sorry for the cancelled meeting and promised to return for us.
Someone coughed up the courage to say “picture” and in the blink of an eye, we smothered him. In all the eagerness, we didn’t even notice we nearly pushed him out of the picture as he craned his neck from behind. It was almost a photo opportunity with Escudero without Escudero and the final group shot was aptly captioned, “Where’s Chiz? Can you help me find him?”
We were treated to lunch with his staff, but after, there was no sense surmising on what he would have said about the divorce bill, election 2013, the territorial dispute with China, the selection of the new chief justice, K to 12 education and world peace. So we got ourselves drunk with coffee and shot a clip of two of our bloggers using the iTraylet instead.
Yes, this post is all drivel, totally lacking in depth and is veering towards nonsense but I had to write about the experience. After all, it was the highlight of my week, meeting a famous person who was the reason I finally got to park my normally overworked brain for a day and got some physical exercise for a change .
The next time Escudero drops by Cagayan de Oro, my brain will be back on duty and he better be ready for the full force of my intelligent questions.