TIG BALIGYAG ORANGE
At the terminal bound for home, there was this vendor who stood out from the rest. His ware were oranges, the small kind - poncan. He did not belt out to passengers nor insisted they buy from him. He talked to them. He was not in a rush unlike the others who crowded after a just-arrived bus. His temperament was cool as he asked the person nearest the door of our van where he was headed and if he wanted some of his oranges. "Singkwenta ra boss", showing him plump oranges stacked neatly in a mesh container.
The guy he was talking to refused and said he didn't like oranges.
"Di man para sa imo, sa mga bata ba."
Guy who hated oranges reconsidered what Orange guy said. Orange guy saw that this man hesitated and said,
"Kung dili tam-is, i-uli lang. Abrihan nato ron bi. Way bayad kung aslom."
The woman at the back of the van cut in and chided, "Bayaran namo kung di aslom?!"
Orange guy: "Syempre, gikaon na nimo og wa kay reklamo diba?"
Orange hater: "Pila gani na?"
Orange guy: "P50, duha P90 nalang."
Orange hater buys two.
Woman apil-apilon buys one.
I need this guy at work. Shame they don't go a dime a dozen.
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