Tuesday night-
the shit's hit the fan in the agency with about 30 jobs needing to be done for the end of this week.
How does one cope with the daily challenges of just staying afloat with the lack of water in the morning, frequent powercuts, pressure from the boss and non-cooperation from a traffic novice.
Omigod! We are spoiled!
Usually get up at 7 am to get ready for transport to work at 8.30. Takes about 30 minutes to get there-luckily against the mainstream of traffic both ways. Turned on the tap in the shower and -yeah!- the water is flowing with even a bit of pressure, proceeded to lather up, shampoo hair and - nothing, not a drop! Luckily I had my bucket, which I fill as a matter of course, each evening-step out fully soaped and proceed to try and rinse off all the soap with the water from the bucket. Such is life here.
All this is exhausting but I hope and pray that I will, in time, become used to all this and it will become part of my life.
One big lesson so far for me is that I so appreciate what I have at my home in SA and I swear I will never complain again.
Suspect if you don't have to work here and are just an add-on to an expat, working life is manageable but with all the work on top?
I am challenged to the hilt!
Still finding it nearly impossible to understand what the people are saying, although some are very well articulated in English, some are just gooble-di-gook-no understand at all.
One of my studio guys, Henri, said he was going home now and it came out like 'Bon giornio', like the Italian for 'good day'...what???
When they greet you, they say 'yuwa'ckon(French inflection at the end)', which is supposed to be 'your welcome'. Well, you're wacko too!
Here goes the power...
More soon
Love ya all!
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