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life in the US 1... my husband and i were watching the VHS tape of "far and away" (an old movie of nicole kidman and tom cruise) last night. we were almost half way the movie and we're exchanging comments about the plot and the lead actors (in between mouthful of cracker jacks) when the phone rang. my husband grabbed the cordless phone while i reached for the remote control and pressed it's stop button to give my husband and the caller a comfortable time to talk. after exchanging a few words, i heard my husband said, "i'm watching a movie with my wife right now. when is the best time to call u back, dallas?" so, it was dallas, a pilot from Wyoming who is also married to a pinay and is a very good friend of my husband. i knew it was rude of me to have done this but while he was saying his last words to dallas, i was urging him to continue talking and enjoy the call. though he got my message correctly, he put the phone down to end the conversation. "it was dallas," he said while reaching for the remote control. "i know," i replied coldly. i knew my strange reaction surprised my husband. and the next couple of words that came out of my mouth both stunned us. "you have not seen him for years. you both have a hard time contacting each other because of your busy schedules. he must be very excited to hear from you or he might have some good news he wants to share with you. you just let go of a call of a precious friend!" i grabbed the remote control from his hand and hit the play button. "is this movie more important than him?" i asked. i felt like nagging a lil boy after i delivered the line. and in my heart, i felt sorry for dallas. my husband was able to smile amidst the shock. this time, he hit the stop button of the remote control and he looked at me as if he was thinking what and how to say things. "honey," he started. "here in america, every time you make a call, you always have to ask the person (you're calling) if you call him/her the bad time. if a person calls you and you're in the middle of something, let the caller know politely. it's good to be honest. he/she can call you back some other time or you can call him/her back when you're available. he/she is not narrow minded not to understand." "but he's your friend. he's not just another person" i insisted. "yes, he's my friend, and i'm gonna return his call as soon as possible," he explained. "and this movie is not important than him. it is the good time i'm having with you while watching the movie which i don't like to be interrupted," he softly said while trying to make face, an obvious effort to cool me down. suddenly, i thought about the phone call i got from a filipino neighbor just after dinner the previous night. i was busy cleaning the mess on the dining table when i picked up the phone. i was laughing with her (on the phone) that i almost threw the bowl of chicken adobo into the garbage can. embarrassed and feeling like a lil girl just learning her abc's, i smiled back at my husband and said my sorry. |
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10/25/2006 4:00 pm |
We're only human. You realised what was more important and admitted your fault. How refreshing!  The irony of clashing cultural manners or etiquettes.     within each one of us, and let it begin with me (and each one of us)..one breath at a time.
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you're right, petey. girls are like that... lol. if i'm not really that busy, i always take the call. it doesn't cost me anything but i'm sure it makes the caller glad that i reciprocate his/her effort.
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We're only human. You realised what was more important and admitted your fault. How refreshing! The irony of clashing cultural manners or etiquettes. thanks for dropping by ms jane. thanks for the post, too!!!
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11/3/2006 1:57 pm |
now dat is one good husband...you are lucky to have him 
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now dat is one good husband...you are lucky to have him thanks for the visit...
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