One year. .i had planned a birthday party for the man.. and i really didn’t know how to cook ham.. so i had asked the mother to help me with it. So many years later.. i realised .. that the mother.. knows how to cook ham.. but refused to help me properly.. because she had all the pineapples into the boiling ham.. instead of just using the pineapples .. as garnishes. And the mother definitely cooked ham alot different.. than what she did when she “helped” me do it. No i cannot explained why..?? maybe she thinks.. since i am the one throwing the party.. i should be the one cooking..?? but that’s her son.. ello..!!!
Archive for March 29th, 2008
The man shouted at me.. when i had jokingly mentioned to his aunt .. and his mother .. that he didn’t do garbage the last time.. to spite me… of course i said it very casually.. like a joke.. but he in turned shouted at me.. and said.. “i don’t do anything to SPITE YOU..!” I was very embarrassed of course.. ! not like i was saying it to reprimand him or anything.. just jokingly.
It’s no fun anymore.. to be here.. to tell the truth.. day after day.. i see it as a stress because i have to tip toe around the man.. and not say or do anything.. because we are constantly in the public because of the business.. and have customer all the time.. or have our kid with us.
But there is no loving anymore.. just lots of stress. Sometimes i wonder why i ever came. Sometimes i wonder why i gave up everything.