I can’t help but get mad at myself for being a pusong mamon, that I am. This is the n-th time it got me in trouble. I try and give people the benefit of the doubt and extend a helping hand, and what do I get? Abuse and ungratefulness. I’m sure you knew how family meant the world to me, and so, when a cousin came knocking at my door asking for help to get a new car. I gladly did and signed the papers for him. No second thoughts at all, he is after all —family, a blood relative and a childhood friend. We’ve had years and years of countless good memories from back home. So it didn’t dawned on me that one day I’d be betrayed.
I won’t go in detail of what happened, but this unfortunate event did require me to pay six monthly payments on a car I didn’t drive, take two days off from work, pay for two plane tickets to LAX and tons of phone calls with the bank, the car dealer and finally, Lojack and local police department. So I’m not exactly amuse by this whole turn of events. Fortunately, the car was found and now in my possesion. My brother in law drove back to San Francisco with the vehicle, while I took a late flight out.
And as I was at the LAX Airport, my cousin decided to reveal himself all of a sudden. Why show up now? I said to myself. I was so mad that I told him to back off and leave me alone. But he was being pushy asking for five minutes of my time. So I got up of my seat, only to give him two slaps on his face. I left him standing in the crowd after that. I didn’t want to say anything awful, but I wanted for him to feel a bit of that pain and tension he had put me thru. He made my life miserable for the past five days, and I honestly believe he deserve that slap for abusing my kindness and breaking that trust.
I am deeply saddened and hurt… As it took us twenty three years to build this wonderful relationship. Only to be shattered by his inaccountability and thoughtless actions. How I wish it was that easy to put these all behind me, but what he did was detrimental. That left me all confused and tormented. I gave him a hundred percent of my love, trust and respect. And what do I get in return? Nothing short of frustration and plain insolence.