Tales of the Stupid

Yesterday, when I went to a certain network to visit a certain friend. I went to the reception and handed my UP ID.

receptionist: miss wala ka bang ibang ID? Hindi na ‘to valid eh. (Do you have another ID? This one isn’t valid.)

My only other ID was my Berlinale ID so I tried to give her that but she still wouldn’t accept it because there was no validity date. Finally, she said,

receptionist: miss, humiram ka na lang kaya ng ibang valid ID? (Why don’t you borrow another ID, one that’s valid?)

Honestly, would you rather I submit a valid ID–with someone else’s name and picture on it than submit my own ID that proves I’m me and has a big picture of my face on it? Hay, miss, ano ba. Eh di kung may plano ako gawing kagaguhan, ibang tao ang mabibintangan. (If I planned to do something bad, then some other person would be blamed for it.) 

I mean if you’re going to be strict, might as well be strict. And anyway, I thought the purpose of ID’s are to give proper identification and not prove my validity of being.

So, I just called my friend and had her come down and we had a nice little talk in the lobby.

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