WORK and HOME
Thursday, June 09, 2005
In my afternoon work, at times I go home early. My Monsiuer is away for two weeks!
It means, less things to do!
Instead of three bathrooms, only two.Instead of set the table for three, only two.
Instead of washing/ironing clothes for three, only two.
I end up working only two!
Two hours! Super delicious!
I go home at 3pm, instead of 6pm!
After two weeks, he arrived! Grrrrrrr!
I was in the kitchen, preparing the vegetables for the evening, I say hello, welcome back, etc etc.
Me: Sir, its been two weeks, you must have good money bringing home!(thinking he went for business)
Sir: Oh no, I dont need money. I went for the car race!
Ngiiih!
Later:
Me: Sir, we missed you playing the piano, we dont have any music since you are away!
Sir: I was just practicing! I am not playing!
Ngiiihhhh!
Again!
Me: Sir, the only one that misses you here in this house is: Chico the cat!
Sir: I know. My wife and daughter are happy I was away!
Me:(he he)
I went home, discuss with Michel, he said:
What! He chat with you in his house???!!!
Everyone wants to take my wife!
jealing si Lolo nyo!
When going home in Nice today ,raining hard, I took a bus, and the bus was late ,two trips, didnt arrived, and the passengers, doubled, tripled.
When one bus arrived, they all want to get in! One man, a big mouther,screamed: "I am a handicapped, leave me the space, I am coming..."
We are sardines inside, and here he comes, a big boots with his stick waving everyone to step aside!
Of course all passengers are screaming back!(French rights, you got no right to scream at me, but I can to you!) He noticed one lady, screamed at her : b--ch! Whoa! The more the passengers screamed at him back! We are like turkey fowls inside (takol-takol-takol!)One passenger gave him a seat and he id still screaming, then the takol-takol-takol noise starts again!
The bus driver is annoyed, screamed at the man with a stick, the man screamed back, and the takol -takol -takol noise starts again!
The traffic didnt help at all. Outside the bus it was pelting down with rain.Olaaah, heavy, ala Noah's day!
Then the control people went inside the bus. They are checking tickets if validated or not. Two ladies were caught. They were fined of 32 euros each! Stiff eh?
The screaming man, no validation! Buti nga!(He must have forgotten to validate his bus card bec of the screaming). He didnt want to go down the bus for holding him. The bus dont want to go, unless he goes down. He doesnt want to go down. Eventually the control people called the Police via radio. took us 30 minutes in bus stop before he goes down with the Police.One hour and half trip from train station to home. Usually took only 20 minutes.
When arrived home, the rain is still crazy ala moonson rain in Phils.
Reminds me of the music of Fleetwood Mac: "Thunder happens only when its raining..."
It means, less things to do!
Instead of three bathrooms, only two.Instead of set the table for three, only two.
Instead of washing/ironing clothes for three, only two.
I end up working only two!
Two hours! Super delicious!
I go home at 3pm, instead of 6pm!
After two weeks, he arrived! Grrrrrrr!
I was in the kitchen, preparing the vegetables for the evening, I say hello, welcome back, etc etc.
Me: Sir, its been two weeks, you must have good money bringing home!(thinking he went for business)
Sir: Oh no, I dont need money. I went for the car race!
Ngiiih!
Later:
Me: Sir, we missed you playing the piano, we dont have any music since you are away!
Sir: I was just practicing! I am not playing!
Ngiiihhhh!
Again!
Me: Sir, the only one that misses you here in this house is: Chico the cat!
Sir: I know. My wife and daughter are happy I was away!
Me:(he he)
I went home, discuss with Michel, he said:
What! He chat with you in his house???!!!
Everyone wants to take my wife!
jealing si Lolo nyo!
When going home in Nice today ,raining hard, I took a bus, and the bus was late ,two trips, didnt arrived, and the passengers, doubled, tripled.
When one bus arrived, they all want to get in! One man, a big mouther,screamed: "I am a handicapped, leave me the space, I am coming..."
We are sardines inside, and here he comes, a big boots with his stick waving everyone to step aside!
Of course all passengers are screaming back!(French rights, you got no right to scream at me, but I can to you!) He noticed one lady, screamed at her : b--ch! Whoa! The more the passengers screamed at him back! We are like turkey fowls inside (takol-takol-takol!)One passenger gave him a seat and he id still screaming, then the takol-takol-takol noise starts again!
The bus driver is annoyed, screamed at the man with a stick, the man screamed back, and the takol -takol -takol noise starts again!
The traffic didnt help at all. Outside the bus it was pelting down with rain.Olaaah, heavy, ala Noah's day!
Then the control people went inside the bus. They are checking tickets if validated or not. Two ladies were caught. They were fined of 32 euros each! Stiff eh?
The screaming man, no validation! Buti nga!(He must have forgotten to validate his bus card bec of the screaming). He didnt want to go down the bus for holding him. The bus dont want to go, unless he goes down. He doesnt want to go down. Eventually the control people called the Police via radio. took us 30 minutes in bus stop before he goes down with the Police.One hour and half trip from train station to home. Usually took only 20 minutes.
When arrived home, the rain is still crazy ala moonson rain in Phils.
Reminds me of the music of Fleetwood Mac: "Thunder happens only when its raining..."
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