My husband I were at Makati Medical Center yesterday for my perimetry test and follow-up checkup with my eye doctor. As I handed the results of my perimetry test to my doctor’s secretary, I noticed there weren’t many patients that day. As we sat on the couch waiting for my turn, my husband motioned for me to look to my left. I did, and I was surprised to see one of our country’s finest actresses, Miss Coney Reyes.
The first thought that came to my mind was that I needed to get her autograph. Forgive me for being childlike here, but it’s not every day that you get to meet a celebrity in person, so I looked inside my bag for my planner and pen, all the while pretending I’m looking for something else. Then, I looked to my left, once, twice, until I mustered enough courage to ask Miss Coney Reyes for her autograph.
Me: (Whispering) Miss Coney…
Of course, she didn’t hear me because I was whispering. LOL. Again, I waited for the right opportunity. After she was done texting, I summoned all my guts to ask for her autograph one more time.
Me: Miss Coney, pwede pong magpa-autograph? (Miss Coney, can I ask for an autograph?)
Miss Coney: Sure. What’s your name?
Miss Coney: T-E-C-H-A?
Then, she wrote in my planner the following words: “Dear Tetcha, God bless you more than you can ever imagine. Coney Reyes”
She was apologizing she might not have written as nicely as she would if her eyes were not dilated. She was actually the next patient to be examined.
Me: Thank you, Miss Coney.
Miss Coney: You’re welcome.
I’m totally in awe primarily because she was a star but she did not act like one, and that had made her an even greater star in my eyes.