Yesterday was freaking hot! Good thing my car was working. Feels like my repaired tire needs to be replaced because it’s not holding air for safe ride. Hopefully, my one-month/temp job from hell will help pay for it.
We visited the old Filipino lady, whom Mom met from Seafood City. That’s how Mom made a new friend, who talked about crispy “pata”, which is deep fried pig feet. Mom made the adobo version for her. She attends our parish, too.
So around noontime, they talked while I played piano, spoke with the tabby cat and took its photo and some sheetmusic to add to my collection. It would run away when I attempted to pet its tummy.
Later I learned from my parents that one of her five sons (who is still single/in my age bracket) dated the daughter of a church server, who abused/beat her and her brother into submission. Totally reptilian!
I learned that the husband of Mother C is very strict. Totally reptilian! No wonder she/the two kids got problems/avoid their parents! No wonder the cane lady glared at him. She knows stuff. From now on, I’ll be nice to Mother C. She’s nice to me.
I leanted that another church server would play “mahjong” at her house. But she noticed that the old fart would NOT reciprocate her kindness, which is usually Filipino hospitality of sharing food. Total male-bitch!
So my local parish, once again, is full of reptilians, known for their abusive/violent/controlling behavior.
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