Cellphone Horror 1
The Tales of Stratattack
When digging up for some materials to read, I found these short tales of a guy with an alias of 'Stratattack'. The tales were written since 2004. Up to this moment, he didn't divulge his identity. Will he still remain a mystery? Let's find out as we read through his series of stories about women...
I'm a marketing man by day and a musician by night. Not so recently, I received a text from an anonymous number saying the usual pleasantries. 'Though I can't remember her nor the circumstances we had been through, she told me that she was one of my old job related peers and that she fondly remembers me. I tried calling her but she always rejected them 'coz she was in a tight situation:
She told me that she's half Chinese and that her family is fixing her for marriage with a guy, whom she barely knew, from another Chinese family. They are all in a restaurant for the "get together". Basically what she was pleading for me to do was to help her get out of her situation. She asked me if I could come to the restaurant (TGIF Makati), introduced myself as her boyfriend, and leave everything to her. She would then act up and try to convince her family that she can't enter into the fixed marriage.
I was really skeptical as I was still miles away from Makati (on the other end of EDSA, in fact) and was really trying to hurry for home. I kindly declined her plea for obvious reasons. But she kept on texting me for help and reassuring me that aside from introducing myself as her boyfriend, I didn't need to do nor say anything. Ika nga, tumayo ka lang and smile.
Out of my good (and may I say, dumb) heart, I reconsidered my decision. What if she was really a professional peer, a client, or someone I can't remember? If so, what if she was the key to closing one big transaction or one who regularly watches my gigs (shows)? I can't afford to take that risk. And of course, for all intents and purposes, this is still a human being begging for help. Who would decline that?
And so... I texted her that I would proceed to TGIF and do what she wanted me to do. She was elated. She advised me that they are just seated near the entrance of the restaurant and she was wearing this sexy all black outfit (Chinese wearing black? hmmm....). She would then greet me and the rest would eventually happen. She constantly texted me for some more instructions so as to brief me with the situation.
As soon as I arrived, I immediately looked for her and the family gathering. She was still texting me and advised me that she was also looking for me. But despite searching for them at the restaurant, there was no family gathering! There was no Chinese looking woman in a sexy black outfit (well, there were other sexy women eating there at that time.... uhmmmm)! There was no woman in distress!
Then it dawned on me... someone is playing me like a pawn. I received another text from her: "Hahaha, P*******, nakaganti rin ako sa yo! Nakikita kita ngayon at alam kong galit na galit ka, P*****!" I replied: "So this is how you repay someone who tried to help another person? I don't know you but still I exerted efforts to help you. I did you no wrong." Again she texted me some more: "P******* pagkatapos mo kong lokohin, kulang pa 'tong ganti ko!" plus other profanities.
As all of these were happening, I just stood in front of the entrance as I was scouting around for her, 'though I really didn't know who she was among all those people. My helpful nature had turned into anger and then into pity. Finally I texted her: "I never did any women wrong. If you felt that I did that to you, then maybe.... you deserved it. If you've done this to provoke me, well, then I'll just pity you, you'll never have me again... drool girl."
And so I calmly walked smiling....
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