Jollibee Pasong Tamo-PRC Branch

This place makes me feel nostalgic. This was the nearest Jollibee from where I used to live…for almost a couple of years. I guess the store has extended its night operations to beyond midnight. So at 37 past midnight (that’s what the receipt says) I visited the place without any particular food in mind. I ended up ordering spaghetti meal that went along with generously iced pineapple juice. I just needed some carbo and protein to fill up my nearly-ailing tummy. It’s not the food really, but the thought that counts. An insistent South Border tune (Rainbow) is playing through the piped-in music. The song has played repeatedly over and over again…without the crew noticing it. Or they probably want it that way. I couldn’t have noticed that either. But when the lyrics started to grow into me, I noticed that the song is looping endlessly. Perhaps this used to be “kanta ng bayan” is the right music for the mood. Around fifteen long minutes went by. After devouring my meal, taking photos of the place using my cameraphone, and the song finally advancing to the next entry in queue, I decided to leave the place…gave gratitude gestures to the nice security fellow who opened the glass door…and finally took the jeepney back home…and put this memoir into writing…then finally lie into my bed and reminisce how long Sunday it was. Too long…that it has to come to a close at early Monday…at Jollibee store at that.

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