Money

I once heard "poverty" defined as "too much month left at the end of the money".

Having returned to the head office of our company after a long stint out of town, I suddenly realize how apt that definition - and that word itself - is for my predicament.

You see, being assigned out of town meant I was getting so many perks aside from my base salary at work. Also, I was fortunate enough to have been assigned someplace where I didn't need money (that is, there wasnt anything worth spending on in that godforsaken place). Furthermore, the "perks" as one would have it was actually more of a "bribe" given by the company to anyone foolish enough to take on that job.

Now that the work has finally been completed, I am happily back to where life is sweet; where life is beautiful; where you see beautiful people in skirts, hot pants and plunging necklines walk down the street everytime you step out of the office and into the nearby mall. Or so it seems.

Little did I realize that being back in Makati meant that I'd be back to getting only my base pay - in a place where every action meant having to part with legal tender. Gas, parking, beer! Everything is so expensive! And me without my "perks".

Yesterday was payday. Today i'm in debt.