“What is for lunch girls?”

“What is for dinner girls?”

“What do you want to eat?”

“We have fish, chicken, pork, prawns… so what do you want?”

“How you want it? Fry? Steam?”

Ever since my holidays started, our maid tend to ask us these question i so freaking wanna avoid it but she is a person who just will run after you if you avoid her.

And i don’t like how she ask us, because it is like a person who can see, asking a blind person to describe the look of an elephant.

And she will keep pushing us by asking, “so what you want, what you want???”

There is no use asking what is there in teh fridge because every day there will be the same thing in the fridge. After asking what she has in the fridge, she will ask what you want again, so i just simply blurt out “fish” or “chicken” or “prawns” then she will ask how i want it. Well, i very cincai one, anything will do, and besides that i dunno how to cook, how am i going to answer her how to cook it? most of the time i say fry or steam although i am so bored of fried stuff and steam stuff.. but she just dunno how to think and find other ways to cook it..

I will always go err.. err..

Then some times she ask “you want fish?” and in my head i will go “if i dun say yes, u will ask me again if i want chicken or prawns or pork or whatever” and usually i will say yea. they she will say how you want to cook it? then i simply say fry?

then at night my mom will complain why she always steam or fry fish and ask if we ever get bored?

of course we get bored. But then that is the only way we know how to answer her when the maid ask us how to cook it?

Then when my mom ask her why didn’t she fry the pork belly or something else, then the maid will say i wanted fish.

when the truth was i didn’t ask for a fish, i just said ‘yea’.and she likes to ask me instead of dee, it is so damn freaking irritating.

And by right, when my mom is home, she is supposed to ask my mom what to cook because my mom usually tells her what to cook. But nowadays the maid always ask me!!! not dee, not my mom but me!!

she would ask me in front of my mom, “charmie, what you want for dinner?” then in my head i will go, “why you ask me?mom is there.. ask her.. what is your problem la.. it’s not like i’m the only person who is gonna eat.. =.= ”

then i would just answer her a plain simple, “dunno, ask mom”

You can’t blame me. seriously, it is not my fault.

And she kind of likes me more than anyone in the house. she makes it a point that i have my own cup and my own spoon. There was once dee drank so called my cup, so the maid said “dee don’t drink, its charmie’s cup.” Then dee will go “make her another cup la.”

And there was once i was at the dinner table with dee, so the maid passed fork and spoons to us. then dee took my spoon, then she said “no, that is not your spoon, its charmie’s.”

=.= i never realised each of us had our own utensils..

It is always “charmie.. charmie.. what you want to eat.. what fruits you want?”

Call me ungrateful, whatever you want, but if you were in my shoes, you would understand.