My sisters often tease me that I have supersonic ears. Either that, or I am simply chismosa. When a topic piques my curiosity, the thing about the walls having ears becomes an understatement. There are times when I find that nothing is more challenging than trying to worm my way between two heads drawn together in a whisper: I just have to know what's brewing.
Other times, my "radar" unintentionally tracks conversations--whether one-sided or two--that are way too weird,wacky or just plain out of whack. Here are some of them:
A: Pare, saan ka ngayon?
B: Wala lang, sa bahay lang.
A: Hindi ka nagta-trabaho?
B: Ba't naman ako magtatrabaho, eh wala naman akong pakakainin. Wala naman akong asawa.
He (placating a distraught she): Okay naman yung movie ni Al Pacino, ah.
She (obviously pissed at having to sit through two hours of Sea of Love): Ano'ng okay? Mas okay pa sana kung si Fernando Poe. Pacino-Pacino, pwe. Niloloko nya ang taong-bayan.
Girl (holding up a picture of their Dad): Kuya, ang pangit talaga ni Papa, no?
Boy: Oo nga, kaya lang wala na tayong magagawa, tatay natin sya eh. Buti na lang, hindi tayo nagmana sa kanya.
He (sizing up the Jurassic Park poster): Totoo kayang "one million years in the making" yan?
She: Sus, maniwala ka dyan. E di patay na sana ang director no.
Oo nga naman...