GOVERNMENT DAY

For the first time in my life i was completely aware of my stately existence.  I had my ear-splitting experience at the DFA and the processes of getting a passport. Then comes the Income Tax Return.

Ano ba tong ITR shet nato?

There was a warning just on the employee's entrance at the heart station that says April 17 is the deadline for that. Then another post that you will have to pay 1,000 buck when you don't meet the deadline or even face imprisonment of 2-6 years. For what? For whahaat? I have never been threatened by a paper posted on a comfort room, not even a tarpoline looming all throughout the workplace.

 Ah, yes. It's another fucking government thing. I say: why should i let them know how much i'm earning when they won't even give me a friekin passport? I really think that the guy who snubbed me at the DFA had serious identity or even sexual problems because he acted that way but dios mio naman!  Don't lash it out on a poor third world but very much dignified Filipina like me. THe government takes a sum of my hard-earned peso then it doesn't want me to give a passport? And i even have to pay it pa! As if it was for free that they refuse to give it. Even Garci can get a passport why not me? Oo na bitter talaga ako. Isa akong Ampalaya syrup sa insidenteng iyon. That's why i wanted to strike back as if naman the government will feel my fangs of snubbing them as well. Tapos ako pa ngayon ang ipapakulong.

Aaahh.. but something saved me from that jaded idea. THe accountant/auditor ng bayan who blocked my way out asked me if i already filed my ITR. And i was persuaded to inquire after all the bitter memory. (You see, i don't easily forget things) I wasn't persuaded actually. I was lured or intoxicated by the accountant who had the concern. Well, she said it in the most cheerful, polite and affirmative way. Para siyang may ningning sa mata, kalmado ang puso at walang halong mga pangit na karanasan niya ako hinarang at kinausap. Attitudinal skills can really save this country from fanning a revolution.

So i did my democratic duties. Got my form in the family and heart station. Have my earnings computed by the very same amiable accountant (buti na lang di kasing laki ni Regine Velasquez ang TF ko!).  Woke up the following day really early. Had my papeles photocopied. Wore my summer dress. Lotioned my legs. Trooped down to Q. Ave. Smiled at the taga-tatak ng papers and left as if i was wearing a chiffon dress amidst the wind gustling in the urban society.

Then i also went to the PhilHealth office to apply as member. We have to pay individually because the heart station doesn't do that. And probably i'll stroll down East Ave. after holy week and sign up for voluntary contribution on my SSS. Now i think that's too much government establishments  for me. Must go to 7-eleven.