I skipped my supposed overtime work, yet again, last Saturday. I didn’t regret it, though, because it turned out to be one of the best Saturdays ever. Well, at least in my badminton universe.
See, in our home court – what we call our regular badminton place – people there have formed a really tight group. In reality, in a sort of fragmented kind of way because it’s like a big family with several small cliques. But when there are special occassions, like birthdays and others, a lot of them are generous enough to share their joys with the entire court. Things like that usually happen on Saturday nights. Last Saturday was a blast! I arrived there around 6 pm and 1 hour into playing, dinner was announced. Lots of food for everyone, drinks, cake. and even alcohol (tequila and beer). Heck there was even a guy passing slices of apples around. The best part? There was a videoke machine for everyone to use. The court fee? Php80, play all you can. I’m sure those girls using badminton as a replacement for dietpills are not at all bothered that we had so much to eat.