Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Kill me. Kill me right now

Ok. Its not been a good 2008 so far. I hate January. Its the meanest month of the year. Its like the Monday of the year. You have to be good again, get ready to go through the routine all over again. Can't we forward to september please, with all the fabulous discounts and all?

The last few days of 2007 were very good though. I was in bangalore and I managed to to do a lot of fun things. I met up with old friends and ofcoursed gorged on marvellous food. I indulged in those cheese balls at LOR. I do that EVERY time I visit B'lore. I also got some Japanese food this time, by dragging 2 hapless friends from school to Harima and as one of them was vegetarian, I got cursed till 2070. Ok I'll shrivel up but I had the most amazing Ice tea at Citrus. Its seriously the best the Ice tea ever!!

Ok, so bangalore was very good and sadly one had to return to pune (Bengalooooru why did I ever leave youuuuu ) and as if to rub salt into injury, my geyser blew. It happens apparently. and to compensate for the lack of hot water for my daily ablutions, I turned to my trusted electric kettle, where, painstakingly we got to about half the bucket when that too, believe it or not..BLEW!

WTF!!!

so not a right start right? going without bathing? but we have learnt to be quite resourceful, living here in pune. So rightly assuming that if I turned any more electric thingummy jig on, I'd blow up the whole apartment, I decided to shower in the gym instead. Yes, every morning for the last few days. So it was 20 mins gym and 40 mins blissful shower and I even started reaching work well in time. I almost did not want to fix this situation, given that matters of hygiene were now pushing my weight loss movement. But I had to and my electrician (who is now on my speed dial, replacing family) fixed it and charged me a bomb.

This is what I hate. Being dependant on somebody and then have them rip you off 'cause you are helpless and desperate. I know now why women marry. Not because they're in love or want to have babies, but because they need a man to deal with all the riff-raff, to fix things when they blow up, to sort that leaking tap out and ofcourse to open hard-to-open jars.

I have a bottle of Apple - Cinnamon jam that I CANNOT open. I have tried everything - teeth, knife, teeth again, candle flame...but it just refuses to budge.

I'm thinking now, that I single handedly moved shop from bangalore to pune, I wrangled with the best of brokers and managed to remain sane and got a decent house (not so sure now though with all the elctricals and all), I even fought and got DSL connection for my entire building, I fight with wretched auto drivers everyday but I can't, I can't for the life of me open a Jam bottle.

Will someone end my misery by driving a stake through me? Please?