K so yesterday, I lost my wallet in the mall where my mom works
I didn't want her to know so I tried looking for it everywhere from the south sector to the main building to the restrooms
Then I fucking realized I never went to the information center. When I did, they told me to go to the main office. I didn't know where that was so I ended up in the clinic. Outside was one of the guards. I asked him where the off ice was and he asked me why did I need to go there. When I told him about what happened to my wallet he used his walkie talkie thing to contact the other guard in the main office, "Ah, may nahanap ba kayong wallet na pula? Anak pala ni Lady Jasmin yung may-ari daw diyan."
(Did you guys find a red wallet? Turns out it belongs to the daughter of Lady Jasmin.)
What the fuck???? I didn't even tell him my first name but he knows my mother??
He led me to the main office then they made me sign a few papers, made me tell them what was in the wallet/pouch (Answer was 3400 pesos, a bracelet and a bunch of loose change) and for more fucking proof, I recited the serial number of one of the 100 peso bills inside.
When I got it back, the guards were saying shit like, "You're so tall now" "How is your Mother and Grandmother doing?" And shit
I have never seen these guards in my life and why "Lady" Jasmin???? That makes my mom sound like an oldie.
Long story short guards are stalkers.
