Ok-Ok

I usually leave worn but not dirty clothes hanging in my room. So one rainy Makati day, I was in too much rush for work (as always) that I grabbed my black sweater hurriedly. I had a 30 minute commute to work.

I was looking for my card key access inside my jungle bag when suddenly, I felt uneasy. I felt something creeping between my clothes. I danced awkwardly. Then I quivered. I instantly removed my sweater (after a 30 minute commute in the jeep). The ok-ok then jumped from my jacket and onto the floor. Happily, the ok-ok entered into another office.

I was glad that no once noticed that the ok-ok lingering in the office came from me. (Literally!)