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After getting off the motorcycle, Traizle immediately got her phone from her mini bag. Dialing the person who ordered from their snack bar, but it seems like the line isn't available. Traizle tried to text the person, but got no reply at all.
"Don't tell me that this is a freaking prank." Traizle said, trying to shake off the thought that it was a prank.
Looking at the food she brought. both handlebars of her motorcycle, and a full pack on the container with two large plastic bags.
Thinking of the money she might waste if it was a prank, she tried to dial the number again, but it was still not available.
"Deliveries for Mr. Zarsuelo!" She shouted. Thinking that the person is near her and is waiting for the delivery as well, yet still, to no avail.
Ten minutes have passed, and the food is already cold. No Mr. Zarsuelo is present, and no one is returning calls or texts. The line was always busy and it seems like it will stay busy as it is.
Traizle sighed with disappointment. The money she will get turns into a bubble. Her only hope that the person would approach her and get the food, since it was too obvious based on her appearance, is now gone.
"I was tricked," She said that made her laugh a little. "What do they think? We have a lot of money. That is why it is okay to do something like this?" She asked herself.
She put on her helmet, sadly riding the motorcycle.
"Damn that Zarsuelo!" She shouted angrily, which made the passersby look at her.
Some of the people were confused as to why she was mad, and some of them thought that she was not in her right mind.
Now that everybody is looking at her, they are now murmuring that she got tricked.
To avoid the people's sympathy, she started her motorcycle's engine and drove away.
"Oh?" Her co-worker said while looking at the orders she was holding. "What happened?" He asked.
"Got tricked," Traizle answered. "When I got to our meeting place, he was not answering my calls and texts. The line said that it was not available, so I waited for half an hour and here I am." she added with annoyance.
"You got tricked?" The owner of the snack bar asked when she saw Traizle with the foods.
Traizle nodded her head. The owner approached her and got the bags full of food with her.
"I will reheat the food," The owner said. "I will help you sell this. You go and make your deliveries." the owner added, determined to help her sell the food.
Traizle's other co-workers pat her shoulder, saying it is alright.
They can definitely relate to the feeling of being tricked. As a delivery man or a courier, there is a day that you might get tricked by the tricksters.
Seeing how Traizle's facial expression turned sad, it meant she had lost a large amount of cash.
Traizle is known by her co-workers for being a money saver. Losing money even though it is only a peso will make her sad already, thinking that she is wasting money.
She can't afford to lose even a single cent because she has three mouths to feed: her two younger brothers and herself. Her dad and mom separated years ago. Her dad has a new family and he never gives any financial support to them. They assumed that their mother would continue to carry out her responsibilities because she is their mother, but months later, their mother is looking out for herself. Drinking with her amigas, buying things only for her and gambling heavily.
One day, when they woke up, there was no mother around, yelling or whatsoever. She even brought her things with her without saying anything to them. Traizle, as the breadwinner of her family, works her ass off to support her two younger brothers.
Hours have passed. She is now on her way home with her motorcycle, which may die anytime because it is too old already. She got it from her former neighbor that moved to another city, giving it to her since it is old.
"Why are you late?" Lyndon, her eldest younger brother, asked when she came to their house.
"I tried to ask our neighbors if they wanted to buy the food in the snack bar," Traizle shared as she sat while removing her shoes. "I was pranked by someone, ordering food for almost a hundred people. When I got there, no one named Zarsuelo showed up." She added and threw her shoes on the shoe rack.
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