“You’re in the Philippines, Sir”
A few weeks ago, I visited a local McDonald’s. I don’t frequent McDonald’s very often, but occasionally, I get the urge.
As I entered the building, I followed the routine pandemic protocol we’ve all grown accustomed to here in the Philippines. Face mask, temperature check, hand sanitization, document where we live, phone number, and record our temperature on a form provided by the security guard upon entering.
