by Anne C. Silva, Philippine Star Supreme
“May pulis, may pulis sa ilalim ng tulay…”
I really wish I were singing the novelty song at that moment, to make the situation more movie-perfect. There I was, in high spirits, fresh from a good lunch in Serendra, thinking about what a great day I was having. I’m sure the rest of the driving population can relate when I say it all turned around and changed for the worse after I was pulled over for Jesus-knows-what-this-time.
I was apprehended for violating the number coding scheme along McKinley Road, where I thought window hours were implemented. Actually, I was pretty sure I was safe from any tickets because I tweeted at the Metro Manila Development Authority (MMDA), arguably the authority most associated with number coding, to verify it. However, a man in dark blue waved at me and motioned for me to pull over halfway down the road. “Ma’am, coding po kayo.” Huh? Isn’t the window until 3 p.m.? “Kuya, 2:30 palang. Diba may window hanggang 3? Nagtanong ako sa MMDA, may window daw dito.” To which he replied, “Ma’am, hindi po ‘to jurisdiction ng MMDA. Makati po dito.” Damn it.