Wrong Timing, Bad Timing, (Reprise)

I received this email from Maynilad 11:01 AM (8 hours ago) and opened and read the whole thing  at 7:40pm.

The date on the email is 20 June 2012. I guess things are really slow in their world. Took them more than 24 hours to transmit one email. But I am thankful they took the time to explain their side, although it doesn’t really help.

The slideshow is a trio of screencaps I took of my inbox.

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20 June 2012

 Dear Mr. Paelmo:

 This is in reference to your blog entry published in the http://screamingmango.wordpress.com last June 7, 2012 entitled “Wrong Timing, Bad Timing” regarding the construction projects along Ero St., Novaliches, Quezon City.

 Please note that the photos of road diggings you posted and identified as a “Maynilad project” are actually road and drainage construction projects of the Quezon City government along Eros St. and Bernardino Road.

 Maynilad’s participation in this undertaking is limited to some pipe relocations along Eros St., which we did at the request of the local government to give way to their project. Our contractors began relocating the water mainline and service connections last May 28, 2012 and completed the work by June 6, 2012.

 For questions and reports regarding our projects, we encourage the public to call our Maynilad Hotline 1626.

 Sincerely,

CHERUBIM OCAMPO-MOJICA

Head

Corporate Communications

48 Hours and 3 Meters of Water

August 7

Earlier this week, after that incident with the taxi, Filipinos braved a somewhat familiar situation: The overflowing creeks and sewers from the deluge of water from the heavens. Once again we got stumped by the sheer stupidity of not taking an umbrella to work ( mine was borrowed and never returned, and I liked that umbrella) and joined the throng of humans and rats trying to stay dry, which is futile, considering the amount of rain that poured.

August 8

Come morning, lookie-looky, everything’s just like a scene from Frank Herbert‘s  The Lazarus Effect, and my thoughts return to my comfy bed and and some hot soup. But we all have to work so, banish the thought and put on that jacket. Continue reading