Victim of our paradigms…
We spent at most 2 hours looking for our lawyers office… wifey and I walked the entire stretch of San Pedro st. looking for an elusive Mercury Drug outlet and the eskinita beside it that would lead me to the promised land.
We veered off by at most, 4 blocks from the original location and spent about 50 pesos worth of phone time asking help from my tita for the location. Compounding to the difficulty is the fact that I’m not familiar with the street names, only the landmarks…
I found the eskinita when I saw the name of the law firm plastered on top of the entrance to the said side street. When we reached the law office I talked to the secretary to ask for notarization, after they saw our signatures and the name of the company, she recognized me as part of their clientele already… great!, that saved me from the 5 min aggravated explanation I was planning to do to introduce myself to her and why they should notarize my document for our company.
From the sidestreet entrance, I crossed the street to glare it in the eyes and loudly proclaim, “where is this frikkin mercury drug that they’re talking about?”… turns out at the very spot I was pointing to was this very big mercury drug…
I can’t seem to understand why we missed out on it? Considering that we rounded this avenue for “n” number of times already whenever passing through the city.
In further retrospect, I have to assume that we were victims of our own paradigms. We always assume mercury drug to have that big red sign up there for us to easily see as well as the red stripes on it’s windows. Or another variation would be the easily seen counters of medicines across a clear glass table. Well the one we were looking for had the distinct bilboard on top of it, but the clean white background was greyed out… along with the logo… still visible… but greyed. Those glass counters with the pharmacists behind them? could not be seen through their glass windows… must have had shelves behind them.
Talk about a marketing managers nightmare… when I got home, I was pooped. walking in the heat of the afternoon was tiring and draining. I rested for a while in my bed before I got up again to water my bananas… these frikkin clouds always trick me in to thinking that it’s going to rain… so I end up not watering them… then regretting it the following they when I see the dry cracking soil around my bananas.
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