This is how it breaks down over here: Teacher A has no water in her apartment. She had water until Saturday, but then she ran out of credit on her water meter, and all of her water sources (including water to flush) are locked by computer until she can find her water credit card, go to the right bank, purchase electronic credit, get back to her building, find the one guard who has a key to her water meter, insert the card, and let the credit load. So that's Teacher A.
Teacher B lives in the same buiding. Teacher B has water, but her water heater broke on Saturday, and her landlord is suspicious that she's about to flee the country after pay day, so he says he'll fix the water heater "one of these days, maybe soon."
Teacher C--this would be me--has both water and a functional water heater BUT her shower head is broken and she cleans herself by positioning bits of her body under the waist-high tap and splashing. She's also out of deodorant and has to use a Mennen Speed Stick a beau left over at her place, and now every time she raises her arm she catches a distinct whiff of her Daddy.
And we wonder why no one wants to sit with us at the staff canteen...
Teacher B lives in the same buiding. Teacher B has water, but her water heater broke on Saturday, and her landlord is suspicious that she's about to flee the country after pay day, so he says he'll fix the water heater "one of these days, maybe soon."
Teacher C--this would be me--has both water and a functional water heater BUT her shower head is broken and she cleans herself by positioning bits of her body under the waist-high tap and splashing. She's also out of deodorant and has to use a Mennen Speed Stick a beau left over at her place, and now every time she raises her arm she catches a distinct whiff of her Daddy.
And we wonder why no one wants to sit with us at the staff canteen...
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