During a recent gathering, the hot topic for discussion was overseas employment.
It seems everyone wants to get the hell out of the Philippines. I don’t blame them.
Times are hard.
I, for one, live from paycheck to paycheck. That wasn’t the case, say, five years ago.
Most of Raft3r’s friends are now based abroad - some in Singapore, a couple in Canada, a few in Australia, and a good chunk in the United States.
When they are here for a visit, their stories of success are such welcome news.
Now, one of my best friends wants to try his luck overseas. He says he has given up all hope in finding a decent way to make a buck in Manila.
A part of me wants to strap him to a chair and tell him not to go. Selfish as it sounds, Raft3r does not want to lose a good party buddy. I have been constantly losing friends to immigration.
Raft3r is sticking to his guns and staying put in the Philippines.
Unlike most of my friends, I am not giving up on my country. I still think there is hope.
How's this for irony? Raft3r's not even a part of the Philippine labor force.