I went to the kitchen to see wad the maid was up to, whether she started cooking already not..if not i was gonna help her. Turned out, she hasn't started cooking lunch and was peeling the skin off the sweet potato for the sweet potato soup my aunty. Den i casually commented that if I cooked the soup I would put the honey brown organic sugar. She shouted from the living room " DON'T LISTEN TO HER, PUT THE WHITE SUGAR. DUN LISTEN TO HER. IGNORE WHAT SHE SAY. " WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HER?! I didn't even ask the maid to put the damn brown sugar. I merely COMMENTED that i would put the brown sugar if i was the one cooking. Then i was making my way OUT of the kitchen, half pissed already...SHE STILL CONTINUE TO SAY:' DUN NEED TO LISTEN TO HER. *RAMBLE*."
IF SHE WAS NOT MY AUNTY I WOULD HAVE GONE OUT TO THE DAMN KITCHEN AND GIVE HER TIGHT SLAP ON HER BLOODY FACE. LIE DOWN THERE WATCH TV LIKE SOME PARALYSED PERSON. NOT DOING ANYTHING STILL ASK THE MAID TO DO THIS DO THAT DO THIS TO THAT. I WANNA HELP ALSO CANNOT.
And now sitting in my room, SHE'S STILL TALKING BAD BEHIND MY BACK. HELLO!?!?!?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LOUD YOU ARE? I CAN HEAR YOU FROM HERE.
That brings me to what happened a few months ago..maybe 2 months ago? This was wad happened.
Me and maid went to NEX at serangoon. I was planning to go to the ntuc to buy some stuff.. and as according to my gynae i was not allowed to carry heavy stuff cos of my low lying placenta. So my mum told the maid if i needed to shop for groceries, ask the maid along so she can help carry some stuff. That day i bot watermelon and a lot of other things enuf for 1 whole week of cooking. She gave the maid 20 over miss calls. Becos of what?? The most absurd thing: SHE WANS THE MAID TO MASSAGE HER GOD DAMN KNEE. 1st things 1st. Her knee is painful due to the soft bone diminishing..THERE IS NO WAY THAT MASSAGE CAN HELP CURE IT OR MAKE IT BETTER. My mum bot calcium pills for her...very expensive ones..did she take it? NO she didn't. instead she wanted the maid to massage. EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. It doesn't even get better. And the ointment that she uses is for nose block..not for sprains or muscle aches. So at last the maid picked up the phone..you know what she said? " HOW COME YOU GO WITH HER? NEXT TIME SHE ASK YOU TO GO SAY YOU NOT FREE. DON'T GO WITH HER. "
Again..WAD DE HELL..SO FREAKING UNREASONABLE. And my mum still say..be grateful....you have a place to live...I USED MY WEEKLY ALLOWANCE FROM MY MUM AND SPENT IT ON GROCERIES. I COOKED FOR HER AND HER FAMILY...AND WHAT DO I GET IN RETURN?? SHE DA BAO AND PACK FOOD FROM OUTSIDE AND NOBODY EATS WHAT I AND THE MAID COOK. MY MONEY. IF I COUNT..SHE OWE ME GODDAM 500 OVER BUCKS ON VEGE AND MEAT. AT LEAST MY COUSINS APPRECIATE MY COOKING AND COMPLIMENTS IT...ALL SHE DOES IS..DA BAO AND NOT EAT WHAT I COOK. AND SAY I COOK TOO MUCH..WAD DE HELL I COOKED FOR 4 PPL...SHE DA BAO...FOR HELL YOU DA BAO FOR?!?!?!?!? DEN SAY WAD WASTE MONEY COOK SO MUCH....RIGHT...
NEVERMIND. KARMA WILL TURN BACK.
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