Monday, January 30, 2012

Kane and the City: The Rich Kid

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"Paano ko nga nakilala si Kurt? (Do you remember how I met Kurt?)" I asked E. Kurt was one of the few guys I met last night and I couldn't exactly remember how we met. I knew I was talking to another guy before I noticed him, and I was trying to recall the details.

"Grabe ka. May selective hearing ka! (I can't believe. it You have selective hearing!)" E exclaimed..

"What do you mean?"

"Kausap kita and sabi ko tignan mo yung guy na katabi ni V (I was talking to you, telling you to look at the guy seated beside V)," he said. "Kanina pa silang nagpapakiramdaman. (They've been sort of feeling each other the whole night.)"

"Pero ang narinig mo lang ata: Tignan mo yung guy kasi bigla na lang sabi mo: Okay siya. Gusto ko siya. Tapos ayon na. Kinuha mo na siya. (But it seems all you heard was: Look at that guy because you suddenly said: He's okay. I want him. And suddenly, there you were flirting with him.)"

"I did not!" I protested laughing. "Talaga??? (Really?)"

"Oo no! Grabe ka! (Yes! You're unbelievable!)"

"I didn't mean it!"

"Sure you didn't."

"Grabe E. Ang guapo talaga niya. (He's so good looking.)"




Kurt had that classic good looks most men would envy: tall, aqualine nose, prominent cheekbones, lean. And did I mention, brimming with youth at 21?

When we met for late lunch, Kurt was sporting a cap and a black shirt. He drove an SUV and he wore dark sunglasses.

He was bubbly, talkative, perky, fun. I found out he is still a student, has his own place, drinks almost every night. He shops in Rockwell, dines at Fort, speaks with a certain accent. (You know what I mean.) And when we had drinks afterwards, he refused to let me pay. 

Ahhhhhhhh, this kid has money, I noted to myself. Just how much money I was about to find out.

"Grabe nakakaaliw ang bracelets mo (Wow, you are fond of bracelets huh)," I told him. He was wearing lots of bracelets, perhaps around seven or eight of them and they dotted his wrists colorfully. Most of them were made of yarn but one was made of a black metallic material. It looked familiar.

"Hey, alam ko saan mo ito binili (I know where you bought this)," I told him.

He was grinning. "Saan?"

"Sa Topshop ba? (At Topshop?)"

"Uhmmmm … Aaahhh … it's from Hermès," he explained. I choked on the eggplant Moussaka I was eating.

Silence.






I wanted to die.
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