August 15, 2008
My dirty guest
One of the project’s associates, who had been dangerously uncooperative had miraculously become dangerously cooperative… he dropped in to pay us an unseasonable visit. I was extremely busy preparing for an event…
When he realized , he was not going to get the required social pleasantries form me, he rose to leave… one of the neighbors’ children was scanning the dictionary ( I still don’t understand which part of the dictionary this child derives pleasure from, given the fact that he still can’t read and the dictionary is pictures barren)
As the door closed behind him (I am at least grateful the child waited for that), the kid rose his beautiful eyes and said seriously
“What a dirty man! His mother should spank him!”
The guy was smoking a cigarette, even though the office culture forbids smoking….and when he finished, he simply left it to die off on the side of my lovely couch!!
I won’t say where she wipes the off, the book is a lovely read and would, for sure, provide all the answers…So maybe it is my fault for not providing ashtrays? but what kind of message would i give my visitors when they see ashtrays?
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