The office boy didn’t get my point.
After a very unfortunate incident that had an ala once beaten twice shy impact on me, I decided to tell him I had to part ways with the milk tea he serves twice everyday, no matter how extra-special it is.
I told him, “No tea after Ramadan. No tea for me anymore.”
So on the first day after Ramadan when we returned from our three-day work-free weekend, he did not serve me tea. Great that he understood. He speaks very little English and I had to use several body parts to convey my message most of the time.
However, the very next day, while he was shuttling to and fro delivering the milk tea to my colleagues, I shot a look at him – and thought he’d know. But alas, action don’t speak louder than words. In less than 2 seconds, he was back smiling widely with the tea cup in his hands.
“Extra creamy, especially for you, madame.”
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You don’t like tea? Or is the tea there vastly different? Coming from a background with a very English Grandma I drink tea all the time.
LOL! I think he just likes serving you!
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