Inday’s Deepest Secrets

Surprise, our new maid who has been with us for only four weeks has got secrets. Secrets that cannot be hidden. Of course, every secret will find a way out, out into the open. The first time I saw her, I already suspected that she’s not going to be a good maid. True enough, she’s not. I even hoped that she would be good or even better than our previous maid. But actually, she’s even worse than what I feared. She’s a nightmare, honestly1. She’s getting into my nerves and I hate it.

The first thing that I hate about her is that she keeps on using the biggest tube in our house. I don’t get it why she still uses the TV in our living room when she has her own television. We provided her with a TV that she can use, and I don’t get it why she can’t stop from using our 60-inch TV that uses electrical energy at a rate of 160 watts. Maybe, one, she likes a TV with a bigger screen, two, the reception of the TV in our sitting room is better than the one in the extension of our house, and three, there are more channels available in the TV that she loves to use without our permission. She’s ghastly, isn’t she? Wait, you might get me wrong. We’re not stopping her from watching her favorite show, Kamandag (Venom), and whatever God knows what but then, she has to know that there are limitations. So what we’re doing now is that instead of turning our TV on the easier way, we turn it on using the much complicated way. I don’t know if you can imagine it, but so you can visualize it better, let’s just say that instead of pressing only one button, we have to press at least three buttons before we can see people and hear voices from our 60-inch tube.

Another thing that we’ve discovered is that she uses my younger sister’s phone whenever she cans. Let me tell you first than in my sibling’s school, no student is allowed to bring a phone, and when I say that they’re not allowed to do so, they really mean it. In her school, if you were caught to be bringing your phone, you would be reprimanded. So, she has no choice but to leave her phone in our home. And now, here comes our maid… she’s using it without my sister’s authorization . What is worse is that our maid uses my sister’s prepaid load to send SMS to whomever she’s contacting it. We haven’t caught her red handed but the evidences are all pointing to her as the culprit. And just this afternoon, we found out that she tried to use my sister’s phone: she tried guessing the PIN of my sister’s sim card, and now, it’s blocked. And since my sister has already lost the paper that has her sim card’s PUK, she cannot use it anymore. Too bad, that sim card has even prepaid load before it was blocked.

My mother asked our maid to clarify this incident but according to my mom, our maid only turned white — as if her face was soaked in vinegar — and she denied it. She said that she hasn’t touched my sibling’s phone. As my father is on a cruise that started in Hong Kong last Tuesday, this issue will be settled once when he gets back here in the country.

There are other things that I hate about her, this includes:

  • She’s not a good cook. All she can do is fry. I’m even better in frying than her. Lol. Now, I’m not wondering why I don’t always have appetite. One cannot live on fried meals alone. Remember that.
  • She turned on my book light and didn’t turn it off. Now, the batteries of my book light need replacement. Hell, I don’t have moolah left for unexpected expenses. I’m actually saving money right now so I really don’t buy anything unless I need it.
  • She is not as loquacious as compared to our previous maids. She doesn’t sound friendly at all. As a matter of fact, I have only talked to her a couple of times and there was only one incident when I had called her using her name.

We hired a maid because we need one. We took one not just to help us in accomplishing various household chores like cleaning our house, washing and pressing our clothes, and watering the plants in our garden but to also guard our house during those hours when we’re not home. But with what she’s showing us, it looks like that we cannot trust her. Maybe, she’s the one who is stealing our things. So, what do you think… shall we fire her? Who wants me to demonstrate defenestration? Lol. :lol:

  1. Lol. Hey, that sentence was a line from the Harry Potter films. Haha. For the previous week, I have watched the five Harry Potter films one more time. []

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Wi-Fi

Haay. Naka dial-up lang ako sa bahay. Yung maingay. Yung eeeeeee grrrrrr eeeeee. Tapos failed, kaylangang ulitin ulit1.

Five of my high school friends invaded our home and abused our Internet connection via wi-fi. It all started back in Saturday, when I and some of my friends in high school (a few of them where the same people who invaded our home) played badminton. I did not play much and there was nothing special with it so I will not talk more about it. After we played, we went straight to a mall here in Pampanga, despite that something had blasted in Glorietta 2 the day before that which resulted to a big accident leaving the part of Glorietta 2 where the accident happened unusable, 11 dead, and 129 others injured2. As of the time of writing this, the investigators of the accident doubt that it was a cause of terrorism. They still don’t have a concrete evidence that it was a bomb or anything of that sort that set-off this disaster.

When we got there with all of the bags we were bringing, we expected the security guards to inspect us thoroughly. But we got inside without them inspecting our bags. Come on, they should do their job! They should inspect everybody and their baggages no matter what the gender, age, and how the patrons look like. You see, they were busy chatting with each other. Of course, they can talk freely but they should do what they’re supposed to do because they’re being paid.

We strolled around the mall and ended up in Greenwich. It has been ages since I last ate there. I ordered Lasagna Supreme. Their lasagna is really great and it’s still included in the list of my favorite foods. On that same day, I bought a wireless router. Our phone line is busted yet again for the nth time. We have a temporary line in our dinning room, but I really hate surfing the Internet there because I don’t have any privacy so I bought one.

I have successfully set up the router in no time. But it took me a day to set up the network in our home. Figuring the firewall rules on my Windows Vista and on the old computer’s Windows XP turned my brain into nuts. Setting the network was really hard.

And today, around noon, one of my friends IMed me that he wants to go here in our house and surf the Internet for his paper. He complained that the Internet fee in a local Internet cafe was expensive. I had only less that 30 minutes to prepare myself. He brought with him his notebook so we were able to browse the Internet at the same time. We also had a good time chatting. We watched the funny videos produced by Christine AKA Happy Slip via YouTube, laughed at the stupid answer of Miss Teen USA South Carolina 2007 to her question, shared with him some of the programs that I use, and he told me that he left his orgmates from UP who were in his house3. Lol.

And then, another friend texted me, she wants to go here in our house to browse the Internet too. But she was not alone when she got here. She was with three of our high school classmates. Ah, I miss my high school classmates. I miss the way they make me laugh. I miss laughing with them with almost anything we see, hear or read. I miss our bonding. I miss high school. I miss our stupidity.

Nevertheless, I had a good time with them and I really hope that I’ll meet most of my high school friends this semester no matter if there is an available wireless connection or not. What I am after is to see them and talk with them again like there’s no tomorrow. Currently, I have seen eight out of 47 high school classmates this sembreak.

  1. It was one of my friends who said this, out of jealosy. []
  2. Source: Wikipedia []
  3. Kuya Rex is one of them. []

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Wrong Number

*Ring*

“Hello?”

“Ace Hardware?”

“Sorry, wrong number.”

*****

*Ring*

“Hello?”

“Watson’s?”

“Oops, sorry, you’ve got the wrong number.”

*****

*Ring*

“Hello?”

BIR?”

“No, sorry.”

*****

Now, our house is not a hardware store or a health and beauty retailer store and definitely not a government agency. I’m getting pissed with these calls, really. I reckon we need a new telephone number.

Oh, that are just the top three wrong phone calls that I always receive. Annoying, eh?

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