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8:49 AM, Wednesday, 21 February, 2007
Last night the sky was an angry angry sky. It was so angry that it was throwing water all over Port Moresby, with thunderbolts and lightning (very very frightening me) so big and loud and angry that our whole balcony was shaking. Shaking. I was standing on it, glass of wine in hand, discussing with the sky it's problems. Suffice to say it has many - it's full of holes and such, and soon there won't be anything left of it, what with all this global warming and stuff happening. Poor bugger.
Before all that happened I was in the wine store when a very senior (as in important and powerful, not as in old) staff member of the university came up to me:
"Hello Carolyn, it's lovely to see you."
"Hello."
"I'm looking for a beautiful bottle of red wine to share with people who care to come and visit me in my office."
"Well, you're looking at white wine right now. Red is over there."
"Thankyou my dear. See you soon."
This morning we had to do away with our Haus Meri (cleaning lady) because she was stealing our monies. We didn't "do away with" her in a mafia kind of way, we just told her that her services are no longer needed. Our previous Haus Meri had been offered a better job and abandoned us, but she recommended her sister as a good replacement, who promptly began stealing monies little by little from around the house. She left this morning with quiet resignation. We called her sister to let her know, whose response was:
"Oh yes, she's not as honest as me. I know that. She lives in Gerehu, and she doesn't come to my house."
After this revelation I came to work, and sat down to do some of that said work. A man stood outside my office window, staring at me.
"Can I help you?"
"Yes, I want to speak to that man over there." (pointing through my office to a man on the other side of the hallway)
"Well why don't you go to his office window and talk to him there?"
"No, it's alright, I'll talk to him here."
"I'd rather you didn't, because I'm trying to do my work."
"Oh. I see. We won't be long, I just need to talk to him for a minute."
"I'd really rather you didn't..."
"Oh, ok then. Continue."
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naughty haus meri. naughty!! naughtier sister of haus meri for not telling sooner. double naughty there.
otherwise, continue continue continue.
Posted by: kk | February 21, 2007 11:22 AM
The sky was angry and PNG Power decided to shut down for almost 3 hours! I could do nothing but sat down in total darkness looking out the window, hoping the storm would go away and PNG Power to come back to life, and at the same time wondering would be the best thing to do on a dark stormy night. It was frightening... and boring!
I wonder if PNG Power shut down on you as well? I guess you have standby power.
Posted by: Paul | February 21, 2007 1:35 PM
kk, I know. Bad haus meri. Highly amusing in hindsight, though.
Paul, Yes we have backup power. We get about 5 seconds of pitch black when the power goes off, and then it's light again. We can see all along Ela Beach from the balcony, though, and we can see how many people have NO backup and feel sorry for them, from our well-lit haven. Sorry you were stuck in the dark!
By the way Paul, I saw a crazy white man getting angry at a rampaging PMV whilst I was stuck in traffic on Waigani Drive this morning - anyone you know? I giggled. Also, can you guess the senior uni person at Ando's? Now, I will not name names...
Posted by: Carolyn | February 21, 2007 2:10 PM
The last scenario made me think of a Little Britain skit...
Posted by: Katia | February 23, 2007 11:50 PM