What I literally do when I get home from graveyard duty.
Exactly the case here in the Philippines, unless of course you wanna pay to become a volunteer. Yep, no salary, no benefits, no nothing, and we’re the ones to pay to get some “experience”.
ENTER Backer system. This system has changed the nursing profession into means of getting hired based on “Who you know, and not what you know”. So what do we get? Mostly Incompetent, undeserving nurses running hospitals. Ugh. This is the ugly truth.
I was buying something at this grocery when I saw they had a “Buy-one-take-five-more-because-they’re-about-to-expire-anyways” or a clearance section. There were snacks, candies, some household commodities, etc. And It was funny cause there was a guy going through a box of condoms hidden in the middle of the huge pile of snacks.
Yep newsflash, condoms do expire. Latex becomes brittle in the long run, and don’t put them in your wallets, how is that even considered a lucky charm? Heat in your wallets makes it prone to break easier.
That guy was risking using an almost expired condom, make that five, just to save a couple off bucks. Guess he thought it was better than nothing.
It sucks that people who smoke, not only harm themselves, but also the people around them. Then you’ll start hearing them say, mind your own business. BITCH your smoke gets in my business. Honestly I won’t care if smoking only affects the user, but damn. I fcukin hate people who smoke.
Late post: So my family did this outreach where we decided to give out hot soup and crackers, and give some of our old clothes at our local church (not the one in the picture), where around 100 families evacuated to during the flood. In troubled times like these, the church is our refuge.
So there were already a lot of volunteers who helped us at the church, and I didn’t want to overpopulate it so I basically had nothing to do, which made me decide to open a BP monitoring station, lol, where people lined up and, obviously, I took their blood pressures and gave some advice on simple treatment regimens on common diseases. It may not seem much, but hey. I haven’t taken a blood pressure in months!
It’s the rainy season again! Time to wear all those jackets and hoodies stuck in your cabinet, time for more cold afternoon naps, falling asleep to the sound of the rain, for hot soups and lugaw, and you finally have a reason to sleep with a blanket and cuddle up.
But all of this seems wrong with all the flood going on, thousands of Filipinos forced to evacuate their homes, along with the rising cases of Leptospirosis and Dengue, all the traffic it’s been causing, all the lives that it took, work and school hours delayed, and all the hassle it has brought us.
It’s been raining non stop for today and the past days, and it won’t seem to stop in the following days. Keep safe everyone, Godbless.
Here in the Philippines, spitting everywhere has become a fad. I’m pretty sure not everyone’s nauseated or has rabies or something that they have the reason to spit out excess saliva; I really don’t know why they do it. I think it’s been associated with looking “cool” and “tough” that they’re pretty much unaware that they spit, like, every freaking 10 seconds.
What’s worse is that some directly blow their nose on the floor. They’ll cover one of their nostril so all the snot is a direct projectile from the other nostril. Looks funny but it’s seriously nasty.
Kids do it, women, the elderly. They don’t even point at the ground or somewhere, they just randomly spit their “projectile” in front. Geeeez people you gotta stop this. And you wonder why the Philippines is dreaded with a high incidence of TB and Pneumonia.
Our “so called” president will give his State of the Nation Address tomorrow. Expect nothing on TV except his speech and expect promises that will be broken and all the sugar coating on the updates about the Philippines. Nothing new really.
Also expect some heavy traffic near the area, which I’m unfortunately very near to, and of course who’ll forget the brigade of protesters. It’s the same cycle each year, with each president. Ugh.