Sunday, June 23, 2013

First Impression Last

The first time that I came here, I had this impression that stick in my mind until now and its been a practice for most of them.
The word is.... tantararan.... drum roll please.... the word is  LATE.

I arrived at the Casablanca airport at 8am. I waited for 1hr.... but nobody came. I borrow the mobile phone of the security guard in the airport and call my employer, but the number that I called just ring once and off.

I'm tired and hungry, it's a 16hrs travel from Philippines to Morocco. So I've waited in the corner and start to sing....."That it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late.....( by Justin Timberlake.)  hmmm, lalala, hmmm, grrrrr, hmmm,  lalala,  grrrrr.

After a decade... at last they came... its 11:30am. I asked why were they late? the local said, she forgot, and I told her that I tried calling the number in the invitation, but she said, she did not received any.(She lied.Because my friend said, she woke up late.)  I wanted to say "Oh really, so you're FIRED!!!"  but of course I tried to control my emotions and besides she is the boss.

In my country, being late is also a practice but not more than two hours. Being late for 1 hr is really a big deal. Sometimes it's a caused of break up. If you are at work you will be fired, if member of the family, you will be outcast, if you are congressman or any politician, you will be put on electrical chair or shoot to kill order.... well I'm just exaggerating, kidding aside,  for us, its so impolite and no respect, it seems you're not serious and you don't give importance to the person.




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