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The other day, I went with my Thai translator to the refugee camp. The entrance to the camp is "protected" by a military checkpoint to monitor who are going in and out. Supposedly, the camp is a haven for drug pushers and criminals as well as illegal immigrants that the military is "forced" to secure it.

So we hiked a few meters towards the camp and asked for permission to go in. The translator, who learned how to speak English by watching movies and reading books, explained to the guards on duty our reasons for visiting the camp and what we intend to do.

The Thai soldier who listened to us waved his hands in dismissal. No, we're not allowed to enter the camp. From what I could sense, his reasons for not letting us in is personal. I just don't think he liked us. He just waved us off like a fly over a turd. It's unfair, I know but I couldn't do a damn thing about it.

So we hang around the supermarket, waiting for his shift to end.  It was about 8:00 a.m. so we figured we come back in the afternoon and maybe our luck will hold in and we won't find him there. At around 3:00, we came back to the camp relieved to see that the soldier was no longer there. We approached the youngest-looking soldier manning the checkpoint and explained to him the situation. He looked over my credentials and my passport and I knew I was going in.

At that moment, the soldier who didn't like us popped out of nowhere. He pointed at us, his long rifle menacingly pointed halfway to the ground, and shouted gibberish.  "Waya waya waya waya," at least that's what it sounded to me anyway. I glanced at my translator to explain to me what the soldier was saying but he only looked agitated before telling me in a low voice:

"Run."

 So I did. I sprinted out of there quick as a flash and bracing for the bullets to hit my head. After some time, I noticed that I was running alone. I risked a peek back thinking that he was arrested or worse, killed. But what I saw unnerved me more than those two scenarios.

He was walking casually towards me and  the fucking worm was laughing.  

When he caught up to me, all he said was. "Funny, yes? Hahahaha"

Apparently, I didn't know I was the victim in Bitoy's funniest videos. I swear I could have socked his smirking face right there. I have a healthy sense of humor but that was just sick. To think I felt bad that I ran like that and leaving him.

So I laughed.

Hahahaha.

And fired his cheap ass.