thai spirit thai love
i work in a thai restaurant called the thai kitchen. [although it is called the thai kitchen, it is somewhat of a misnomer. there are tables and a dining area and sich. um, such.] and i have a boss named gulavadee. she is the nicest boss ever and she is the one pictured. say hi gulavadee! oops, looks like she was busy watering plants. my badness. anyway, i find working with gulavadee very funny. when she prays, she talks about thai spirit and thai love. and for a long time, i had no idea what thai spirit and thai love were. but then one day i figured out that she had been saying thy spirit and thy love this whole time. and did i feel sheepish after that. so yeah, that’s gulavadee.
ANYWAY, today at the thai kitchen something happened to me that hasn’t happened before. at least not there. now, the central air conditioning is out of order so it is super hot in the restaurant. so to counteract those working conditions, i sit with a fan about eight [8] inches from my face on high speed when we’re not busy. so as i sat with the fan today, gulavadee sits down behind me so that i have my back to her, and she starts lecturing me about how i should only date asian girls, which isn’t the first time she’s lectured me about this. [why asian girls? short answer: because they are hard working and they know how to take care of their husbands and sich.] and this went on for at least thirty [30] minutes. and after a while, with the fan blowing in my face, with my eyes drying out, i put my head down on the table and quietly fell asleep. and i am out. i have no idea how long i slept and i have no idea how long gulavadee kept talking [ my guess is she continued to talk for at least seven more minutes]. all i know is that she was gone when i woke up and that i still have a job.
