in what seemed to be a normal, routinary day for me yesterday, turned out to be a rather interesting one.  one i could say, can be worth filing in my already overflowing yet vast memory banks.  it all started when, towards the end of my shift, she called me up.  of course i was surprised seeing her name and picture on my phone while ringing.  upon picking up, she asked me where i was.  naturally, i replied that i'm at the office, about to leave after finishing up some end-of-day reports.  she then asked where is my office located.  i asked why, to which she replied that she's dropping by.  even more surprised, i asked why.  she then told me that she's paying the money she borrowed from me two years ago (actually, i already forgot that debt, thinking that it will never be paid back.  and, writing that line made me realize, "gawd, has it been that long?  two freakin' years?").  she added that she just exited the tollgate and is asking me where to go.  i gave her directions and landmarks to follow and told her to ring my phone again when she's in the area.  not making me want her to get confused as she drove through the area, i went downstairs five minutes after ending the call.  i stood near where the shuttle picks up and drops off employees and tried to call her up.  no answer.  i then saw an untinted red toyota revo driving slowly by and her looking about.  i waved and she immediately saw me.  she then parked at the drop-off point and i got in the front passenger seat.  we had a short conversation about some stuff like if we're going to push through with that galera trip together, and about going out again.  she then handed me the money and before taking it, i asked her if she still needs it because, again, i forgot about that debt, and i was thinking that maybe she needed it more than just to pay a two-year debt.  she said that it was ok and i took the money (half-heartingly).  she then said that she needed to go and do some more errands before she goes to work.  i told her that i was going to the gym after work.  we exchanged good-byes and i got off the vehicle.

i went back in, quite surprised and a little bit happy that i have extra money for the weekend.  i finished up my reports, headed out and went to the gym.  surprisingly, there were a lot fewer people than the same day last week.  from my estimate, there were less than 15 people working out that day.  i thought to myself that i could finish my routine sets quicker with less people using the machines.  so there i was, going through my usual stuff, when out of the blue, this guy walks across the gym.  i suppose he was there earlier than i was, since he looked like he was lifting weights for some time now.  now, i'm no fan of local showbusiness, and i rarely get to see celebrities up close and personal, without their celebrity status on.  i continued with my routine, even though–i have to admit–that i was surprised seeing him there.  i guess the gym having fewer people than usual made him decide to drop by for a little workout session.  he has his own trainer, and was back and forth lifting weights and doing vertical push-ups on both sides of the gym.  i finished my routine in about two hours and headed off to the locker room to cool down and shower up.  after around 10 minutes, he comes in, takes off his shirt, looks in the mirror, checking out his own self.  i was quite impressed with his physique.  i guess he's been working out for at least a couple of months now.  he didn't stay long, though.  he changed his shirt, grabbed his bag and went out.  on my part, i went on my way as well, took a shower, changed and headed home.

i have to admit, this guy doesn't have that celebrity aura that makes people not at ease to approach him.  he's all smiles while he was in the gym and is dedicated to what he was doing.  i told my mom about what happened in the gym upon getting home, and she asked me if i asked for his autograph or took his picture with my cam-phone.  of course, i didn't.  again, i'm not all "oh-my-gosh-it's-that-actor" type of person.  yes, it was something to talk about the next day at the office.  but i also realized that this guy is so simple and down-to-earth.  he would give you a smile whenever you pass by and nod him hello.  i could confidently say that this person is a class act.  i guess someone like charlene gonzales is very lucky to have this guy for a husband.