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Piso does it!
Where mud pies, wet dreams and counting piso makeup this month&rsquo;s sorry tales<br /><br />
by Ronjay Eduvas | Aug 30, 2011
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After a nice meal and a good conversation with a date at a fancy restaurant, I called for the bill and proudly gave my credit card to the waiter. Then I started to feel something bad in my gut—disaster was about to strike. The waiter came back and said, “Sir, do you have another card?” My entire world crumbled, I started doing a mental count of the cash I had on hand and knew that I did not have enough for what I ordered.

In an attempt to save face from the adjacent table, my date, and myself, I asked, “What? That’s impossible!” I then took the card, and acted all fuming while I took out small bills and coins and started counting them below the table—at which point my date just smiled and offered to pay. The scar of that humiliation will stay with me for a very long time.
Wimle Go, by email

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