Getting The Fix From The Man
I bought three gay videos from The Man today. It was like picking up drugs from a dealer. I got a hold of this list of gay vcd's and vhs tapes for sale at discounted prices on e-mail, and after two weeks of mail and text messages, The Man and I set up to meet this afternoon at this mall in Makati. I bring the cash, he brings the goods.
He said he'd wear a green Nike shirt and jeans. I said I was in a white T-shirt and shorts. He said he'd be late so I roamed around the mall first and bumped into a couple of friends from my neighborhood. What are the chances of three Cavite buddies bumping into each other on the same spot in Makati! That made me anxous because I was about to engage in an illegal trade and now there were these possible witnesses. But, as false threats go, we split up and they never busted me, I think, so far.
I got to my meeting place with The Man, a crowded spot where people walk by endlessly. I saw him there and he saw me, and I approached. He was obviously a gay guy. He wore a cap and was kinda cute, and he reminded me of one of my college professors.
The Man: Ikaw ba yon?
Me: Oo.
Then, an exchange of Sorry-I'm-Late's. From the sweat on his T-shirt I could tell he did his best hastiest. I tried to interview him. Where he gets the stuff, and all. He said he and a bunch of his friends run the business, and there's too much competition nowadays. He takes out a vhs tape from his shopping bag, and I go, whoa, don't show it to everyone, nahihiya ako. He goes, hinde... then puts the tape inside a National Bookstore plastic bag. Then he looks for the rest of my stuff inside the shopping bag. I could see several small brown envelopes in there, with vcd's inside, and I thought, wow, they have many customers. He singles out a brown envelope with my telephone number and our meeting place scribbled on it, and puts it in the National Bookstore plastic bag. He hands it to me. I give him the cash.
The Man: Sayo ba yan?
Me: Oo.
The Man: (making himself clear) Hinde... Para sayo ba yan?
Me: (thinking quick) Ah, hinde. Pamimigay ko.
The Man: Kanino?
Me: Yung dalawang Tagalog, para sa foreigner friend ko. Yung isa, para sa kaibigan kong babae. (A total lie, of course.)
The Man: (laughs)
Me: (smiles) Baket?
The Man: Hindi bagay sayo... manood ng ganyan.
He scampers before he finished his sentence. He's probably in a hurry, i thought. All those other packages to deliver.
Two minutes later, I receive a missed call from The Man. I ask why he called, but no reply until about an hour later.
The Man: Thanks ha. Stay cool. :-)
Me: Tnx din. :-)
The Man: Btw, u luk gud. Dats a compliment ha. :-)
Me: Tenks. :-)
The Man: R u straight, bi? M jus curious.
Me: M strait. (Another total lie, duh.)
The Man: K. Kewl. Nyt. :-)
Me: Y u ask?
The Man: M wonderin how u got in my listing. Its a gay site. :-)
Me: Long story. :-)
The Man: Haha. Cud we talk later?
Me: May lakad pa ko. Txt me sum other tym.
And that was that. I just checked out the two vcd's of Pinoy nudity "for my foreigner friend." My "foreigner friend" seems happy about it.
He said he'd wear a green Nike shirt and jeans. I said I was in a white T-shirt and shorts. He said he'd be late so I roamed around the mall first and bumped into a couple of friends from my neighborhood. What are the chances of three Cavite buddies bumping into each other on the same spot in Makati! That made me anxous because I was about to engage in an illegal trade and now there were these possible witnesses. But, as false threats go, we split up and they never busted me, I think, so far.
I got to my meeting place with The Man, a crowded spot where people walk by endlessly. I saw him there and he saw me, and I approached. He was obviously a gay guy. He wore a cap and was kinda cute, and he reminded me of one of my college professors.
The Man: Ikaw ba yon?
Me: Oo.
Then, an exchange of Sorry-I'm-Late's. From the sweat on his T-shirt I could tell he did his best hastiest. I tried to interview him. Where he gets the stuff, and all. He said he and a bunch of his friends run the business, and there's too much competition nowadays. He takes out a vhs tape from his shopping bag, and I go, whoa, don't show it to everyone, nahihiya ako. He goes, hinde... then puts the tape inside a National Bookstore plastic bag. Then he looks for the rest of my stuff inside the shopping bag. I could see several small brown envelopes in there, with vcd's inside, and I thought, wow, they have many customers. He singles out a brown envelope with my telephone number and our meeting place scribbled on it, and puts it in the National Bookstore plastic bag. He hands it to me. I give him the cash.
The Man: Sayo ba yan?
Me: Oo.
The Man: (making himself clear) Hinde... Para sayo ba yan?
Me: (thinking quick) Ah, hinde. Pamimigay ko.
The Man: Kanino?
Me: Yung dalawang Tagalog, para sa foreigner friend ko. Yung isa, para sa kaibigan kong babae. (A total lie, of course.)
The Man: (laughs)
Me: (smiles) Baket?
The Man: Hindi bagay sayo... manood ng ganyan.
He scampers before he finished his sentence. He's probably in a hurry, i thought. All those other packages to deliver.
Two minutes later, I receive a missed call from The Man. I ask why he called, but no reply until about an hour later.
The Man: Thanks ha. Stay cool. :-)
Me: Tnx din. :-)
The Man: Btw, u luk gud. Dats a compliment ha. :-)
Me: Tenks. :-)
The Man: R u straight, bi? M jus curious.
Me: M strait. (Another total lie, duh.)
The Man: K. Kewl. Nyt. :-)
Me: Y u ask?
The Man: M wonderin how u got in my listing. Its a gay site. :-)
Me: Long story. :-)
The Man: Haha. Cud we talk later?
Me: May lakad pa ko. Txt me sum other tym.
And that was that. I just checked out the two vcd's of Pinoy nudity "for my foreigner friend." My "foreigner friend" seems happy about it.