The Devil's Voice...

Just a short post... Was on my way to Megamall to meet someone on short notice. I rode an FX taxi to Cubao. Nope, I didn't get held up again, fortunately. As we were near Araneta Coliseum, with the taxi almost empty of other passengers, a guy hopped on. He seemed to know the driver, and they began chatting. He sat in the rear seat, so I was between him and the driver as they spoke. Now, what they were talking about was irrelevant... it was his VOICE. He has this really odd, grating voice, like it was a humanoid frog speaking. It had a metallic quality, and was strangely amplified, as if he was talking through a small mike. IT WAS PAINFUL TO HEAR IT. I was toying with actually asking him to shut up. I half-covered my ear to try and blot out the grating sound of his words. DAAAAAMMMMN his voice was UGLY. DAAAAAAAMMMMMNNNN.
Gah. Got that out. I hope I never meet him again. Why can't they all sound like that one odd cigarette vendow along Edsa, who speaks with a modulated deejay's voice? Sigh.
Later then.