Those of you who have my mobile number know that I recently had it changed due to unforeseen circumstances. I actually regretted having to change it since all my friends and relatives know that number and the danger lies on not being able to inform all of the change. But yeah, it was necessary to have it changed, so there.
What I did not sign up for, was getting more messages from strangers who thought this number belonged to someone else. Methinks that this number used to belong to a person who most probably requested for a change of number, too.
So yeah, I get so many messages from strangers. Most ask for favors, and from the looks of it, the former owner of this number is a government employee. Some messages solicit business, usually offering loans, etc. When I get these messages, I just ignore them, and delete them from my inbox. At times, it gets to me especially when I receive them at unholy hours, only to find out that they’re missent messages, or at least sent to somebody they thought still owns the number.
So imagine my shock, when on Monday morning, at 6:52, I received this text message:
“Judge, ako to si Joann. Sobrang hirap nko. Cge, pumapayag nako dun sa gusto mong gawin sakin kapalit nung hinihiram ko sayo.”
This might even mean nothing, but if you were me, what would you think of the message, right?
Many things entered my mind, foremost of which was that there was a lost soul out there who didn’t know what to do and who thinks that the only way out of her predicament was to compromise her principles, and sell her soul to somebody who was out to take advantage of what she has to offer.
And so, I decided to answer her message. Told her she sent her message to the wrong person, and that I hope whatever it is she’s going through, she’ll be able to surpass without compromising herself. And then I prayed for her.
What would you have done if you were in my shoes?



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