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Tickety Boo Beach Resort
This happened on Sunday, September 2, 2007, and
resolved by the "fixer" (Paul) on Monday, September 3, 2007.
We arrived at Banatayan Island from the main island of Cebu. This
included Randy (my friend from Florida), Liza, (Randy's operations
manager), Iyah, Vivian and me.
We attempted to check in to the little resort we normally visit,
Jegre John's, but were informed, "We have no water, sir." (God only
knows when the pump will be repaired, so we trek on looking for
another place to bed for the night.)
We went to a resort called "Tickety Boo Beach
Resort". It is owned by a guy from the UK, William "Bill"
Charlton and his Filipina wife, Thess. (Throughout the day, Bill
kept insisting it is owned solely by her, for whatever reasons.
Later, I got some interesting information about Mr. William "Bill"
Charlton and some dealings he had some time ago in the UK.) Anyway,
we viewed the rooms, negotiated a bit better price and checked in.
A Filipino arrives with 2 motorcycles to rent for 24 hours each. The
cost was Php 300, so we rented 2 of them. (Later, while riding, we
found scooters for Php 250 per 24 hours. Go figure.)
Throughout the day, we drank beer and various spirits played
Billiards, and had a good time. We spoke with the owner (William
"Bill" Charlton, but remember, he always would insist that his wife
Thess, owned the place) and his brother-in-law, and all seemed fine.
We had a good time, in fact.
Later in the day, my self and my friend (Randy) decided to go for a
ride. The other girls (Liza and Vivian) stayed behind to enjoy the
afternoon at the resort. So, off we went, Randy, Iyah and me.
After an afternoon of riding around, we returned to the resort. Liza
had apparently locked herself in her room and Vivian was no where
around. So, we just hung out for a while, thinking nothing major had
happened. Maybe the two girls had gotten into an argument, perhaps?
Either way, in time, it would pass. Vivian showed back up,
apparently having walked down the beach for a while.
Liza finally sent a text to Randy, letting him know some basics of
the "incidents" which had occurred during our absence. So, I took it
upon myself to sort this matter out. I went to Liza's room and spoke
with her. This is what had happened:
Soon after we (Randy, Iyah, Paul) had left the resort, the
brother-in-law and Bill took it upon themselves to do something.
Bill, sitting on the far side of the bar, apparently decided he
wanted Vivian's phone number, taking his cell phone and waving it in
the air toward Vivian. Liza instructed Vivian not to give it to him.
Anyway, soon after that was over, the brother-in-law approached
Liza, making her downright disgusting offers. He was drunk,
belligerent, and treating her like a whore. (Bear in mind she is a
very professional woman, and is in charge of an entire call center
in Cebu City.) This jerk kept offering her whatever she wanted, if
she would go "be with his brother-in-law" (Bill). She became very
upset and ran off, crying.
Note: Bill's wife was on the premises
at the time! Also, at this point in time, Bill and his
brother-in-law knew damned well that I was with both Iyah *and*
Vivian.
Fortunately, while I was talking with Liza, I was able to convince
her to not let these assholes ruin her holiday. I reaffirmed that I
would not allow anything else to happen to her, and they
would apologize for their wrong doings.
Now, by the time I had received all this information and pieced it
together, both the owner (William "Bill" Charlton), and his
brother-in-law were passed out from a day of drinking. So, I figured
it was best to wait until the following day (Monday) to approach
them with the err of their ways.
Bright and early I rose in order to ride into Bantayan Town. I had
to secure money from an ATM in case I needed to pay someone to kill
these guys. No, not really. I am fully capable of handing a
situation without killing anyone. Sometimes, depending on the
incident, it may make you feel as though you want to kill someone,
though. This especially applies when someone running a business does
this to his own clientèle.
I returned, letting the girls know not to say anything to anyone,
regarding the incidents of the previous day. I would handle
everything - personally.
Luck could never have been better. I arrived with the brother-in-law
of Bill Charlton waiting at the entrance gate of "Tickety
Boo Beach Resort". I parked the motorcycle and walked up to
him. I let him know I had an issue to resolve with him.
I let him know that he had upset one of the girls (Liza) very much
and that he *would* apologize to her. I insisted that he follow me
to the restaurant, as I knew Liza would be there.
As we were walking, he admitted that he had also gotten a piece of
paper with Bill's number on it to give to Liza, so she could pass it
on to "the girl with long hair" Vivian. I asked, so Bill wanted to
be with both Liza and Vivian (the girl with long hair)? He replied,
"Yes."
(Did you notice how the brother-in-law sold out his sister's husband
so easily? It's amazing what one will do when confronted.)
Anyway, we walked out to the restaurant building, upstairs, and then
out onto the balcony. I let Liza know he (the brother-in-law) had
something to tell her, and then I said, "Apologize!" He began
rattling off in Cebuano, only explaining (to her) what he was doing
the night before, attempting to get around the apology. I
interrupted him and said, "If you do not apologize right now, I
*will* throw you off this balcony." He immediately complied.
I asked Liza if that was okay. She let me know it was fine.
Shortly after, I had stepped back into the restaurant and noticed
dog number two (William "Bill" Charlton) walking towards the
building. He walked upstairs and entered the restaurant.
I made it a point to let him know I wanted to talk with him on the
balcony. I stepped back out and politely insisted (okay, not so
politely) for the brother-in-law to vacate the premises, as Liza
didn't want him in her presence any longer. Once again, he complied.
However, we still had an issue to resolve with Mr. Bill.
I let Bill know that, the girl he 'attempted' to secure a phone
number from was my girl friend. I then pointed to her and Iyah and
let him know they both were with me, but that he had known that
yesterday. He denied it. I then reminded him of a "piece of paper"
he had handed to his brother-in-law, to pass on to Vivian, through
Liza. He was quite obviously surprised. I let him know his
"faithful" brother-in-law sold his dumb ass out to me.
Do note that I made it a point to let him know we were all together,
upon checking in, and that both were my girlfriends.
He still kept insisting, that:
A. He didn't know that she (Vivian) was with me.
B. He was drunk and that we should blame it on good fun and alcohol.
I let him know that, even though I had consumed about eight beers
the night before, I was not, even the slightest bit, drunk. I was
well aware of what was going on around me and I would not use that
as an excuse for my behavior. I told him I guess that is acceptable
in the UK, as I have never been there, but it damned sure isn't
acceptable where I come from!
Furthermore, if I were the type to screw around on my girlfriend or
wife, I damned sure wouldn't be doing it on the grounds of *my* own
business, or hitting on clients' girlfriends!
I made it a point to let him know I had almost stuck a knife in a
guy a couple of weeks prior, over that very same girl. He stated,
"Oh, that's what you are into, sticking knives into people?" I
replied, "No, he pulled a knife. Had he not run away, I would have
taken it from him and stuck it in his ass, as a reminder."
He finally gave in and admitted his guilt, apologizing to me. He
offered his hand. I let him know that it was fine that he had
apologized, but I had not desire to shake his hand, ever.
I ignored him after and made it a point to get the girls at the
counter to prepare the bills for both rooms, paid them, collected
the bills to give to Randy and got everyone together to leave the
resort.
I will never give that resort any sort of a positive rating. That
is, unless it is to guys who personally wish to have their
girlfriends and associates (female) treated like prostitutes and
whores, and hit on by the owner (Bill Charlton) and his
brother-in-law.
They can both get f*cked, as far as I am concerned. I feel sorry for
the Bill's wife, honestly.
Summary: It is very easy to go from getting a positive review (I
took all sorts of photos of the place) of a resort, to a shit review
in a couple of hours. |
