Actually, this post is long overdue. But as they say, better late than never.
Last July 5, my boyfriend and I decided to watch the opening games of the popular college sports association here in the Philippines, which is the University Athletics Association of the Philippines (UAAP).
Since I asked him to come with me and beat the long lines for the ticket, I decided to fetch him at the office at 7am (he works in the graveyard shift by the way).
We were able to go out of the office at 7:45am because the people
in the morning shift came in late.
Luckily, we were able to arrive early, since the line for the ticket is still somehow short (considering the tremendous number of students and alumni who wanted to get in for the opening ceremonies and games).
When we were near the ticket booth, the events organizers were checking ID’s. Shoot! STUDENT ID’s. I was nervous because it looks like I wasted our time and energy falling in line, yet, we couldn’t get tickets.
We need to pass two groups of people: the events marshall who checks the students’ ID’s and of course, the people dispensing the tickets, who happens to check again student ID’s
For the events marshall, at first, he was hesitant to let us go because we were alumni already. I told him that I really came very early and that was the only game that I could watch due to my rotating rest days. After some puppy face and begging, he let us in, together with another girl and boy who also had no ID’s.
In the ticket booth, the cashiers were really strict. NO STUDENT ID, no ticket. When it was my turn to buy the ticket, I told her two upper B. She was about to give me the tickets when she asked my ID. I told her I didn’t have my ID, since last year’s ticket proceedings were a bit loose. After a short discussion, I told her that I don’t have my new ID, but my old ID. She said, it’s okay and she looked at it and asked me if I’m still studying. I just said yes, and my new ID’s still in the process. She gave me the two tickets that I needed.
For my boyfriend, he was not an alumnus of a UAAP school. I was nervous also because we need 3 tickets for the game because there is a third wheel coming with us. He only needed to buy 1 ticket for the third wheel. So when it was his turn to buy the ticket, the cashier asked for his ID. And here’s their exact dialogue:
Jasper: Isang upper B.
Cashier: Ito po, sir, ID po? (Jasper handed his San Beda ID.) Bakit Beda ito?
Jasper: Taga-UST girlfriend ko, sinamahan ko lang.
Cashier: Ok (smiles).
Hahaha!
Sadly, we lost the game, but it was fun. Another misadventure during this opening game (now inside the coliseum) will come shortly.
