Bourne Legacy Madness

I thought I would not have been affected at all by the Bourne Legacy brouhaha.  But then just this morning, as I was already on my way to the office, the heavy traffic took me years before I was able to pass by Pasay Taft-Rotonda wherein I saw at least two trailer trucks parked infront of Metropoint Mall.  I later learned that it cause the traffic to stretch all the way to Timog area.

It was reported over DZMM that the schedule shoot would still be during the weekend yet.  But as early as today, the crew was already busy setting up the area.  And accordingly, they did not inform the MMDA.  I don't know if I heard it right but it was said that as a consequence, they were forced to pack up.

And I hope so.  Although I would have wanted to catch a glimpse of Rachel Weisz and get a feel of Hollywood craze, still, I don't want to go to office for the next two days spending at least 15-30 minutes more on the road. Anyway, good luck to me. :(

Not Once... But Twice!

I was apprehended just yesterday, twice!  The first instance was because of my passenger, my beloved mother, who did not put on her seat belt.  I always reminded her that but on that day, I did not bother to as I thought she made it already a habit.  Good thing, the two MMDA traffic enforcers let go of us after showing them my ID... but not before giving them my stock of playing cards. Waaahhh!

The second time was worse:  beating the red light.  Actually, I did not see the traffic light.  It was a small intersection that until now I am still wondering if that traffic light is really visible to the drivers.  I could still not believe that I did not see it!  Must it be that the light was no longer working when I approached that intersection?  Nevertheless, we are still fortunate that nothing bad happened to us.

At first though, the traffic police was intimidating when he demanded for my driver's license.  But when I identified myself (again...) and showed both my ID and license, he mellowed and just asked us if we usually ply that route.  He did not bother to scrutinize my blurry answer and just let go of us.

I was traumatized by those incidents!  I'm afraid I might not be lucky the next time...