T - for Troll

Moments like what happened tonight are what make me think that maybe there is a Harry Potter world out there and JK Rowling hadn't made it up --- she'd actually been there. You know why I think this? Because some TROLLS have escaped the Potterverse and are WALKING AMONG US.

Sure they look like ordinary men. But their offensive crudeness unmistakably gives them away as the progeny of trolls, or a troll and a centaur. (Guess the horse-man couldn't find any women to kidnap).

Here's the scene. I got into the elevator on the second floor of Paseo Center to get down to the ground floor (because the escalators were under repair and there weren't stairs in sight). Three men were already in. There was just me and the three men (trolls). As the door closed on us, one of them sniggers to his friend, "Oi pare saan na nga pala yung babaeng ni-rape mo kagabi?" And they laugh.

Now, even if that was a simple joke among friends and was not some sadistic prank to freak the hell out of lone female co-passengers in elevators, it was just plain wrong. Furious, I got off on the ground floor without showing any sign of annoyance or girl-y terror. What a bunch of asses.

I'm really wishing all of them would wake up tomorrow as girls, barely 5 feet tall, with bad backs. So they can find out what it's like to be small and weak, and have to walk home alone at night, with possible trolls lurking around them. Let's see how that makes them feel. Or they could all just choke. That's fine with me too.

If that scene had come out of a Dark Angel episode, the elevator doors would have opened with the three men lying unconscious on the floor and me walking out with one eyebrow slightly arched, pissed yet bored-looking at the same time.

That scene would have been fine with me too.