Ramadan D4 or D-26

Already Day 4, by the end of the weekend, we’d be at day 7 and break-fast would be at 20h40 which is a huge improvement…considering!

At work, I watch people talking to each other and the first thought that comes into my head is; CRIPES some air please,  people here don’t have a sense of personal space, they stand so close you can smell their mouthwash and spot a tooth filling! Really! Step away I can hear you just the same from over there!

Rachel comes over to my desk, there’s an old glass of water (pre Ramadan - does anybody clean up around here?) she mentions that the glass is half full, I argue it was half empty, Marie who sits behind me buts in and asks who drunk that half anyway?  (She’s more cynical than I am)It must’ve been the cleaners I said, why didn’t you finish your glass Rachel asks me, the usual story I tell her; somebody must have come up to my desk and talked over my glass which I then refused to touch based on the FACT that as he was talking he sprayed it with spit, I spend my whole day moving my glass from corner to corner of the desk depending on where my visitor is standing, when that gets tiring I then end up insolently putting my hand over the glass as they talk to me.

If you were a good women, there won’t be a half empty/full glass and we won’t be having this conversation Rachel says it would be washed and put away in the kitchen cabinet, but I am more like Trinity from the Matrix and tell her the glass does not exist, but if it did, it is already empty, water evaporated and the glass is broken; it is their destiny;

The conversation heats up in the office and a mathematician (very weird guy) colleague gets up from his desk and announces that technically the glass is neither half full nor half empty, it’s simply FULL, 50% water and 50% air ...What a nerd.

The boss comes out of his office and suggests we schedule a meeting to discuss the process of optimisation of the 50% water in the glass and potential growth achieved from the remaining water, allow at least an hour for the glass committee.

What a morning!

For dinner, I decided I am going to give cooking bourek another go, called mum to get the proper recipe and not the made up one I was convinced of but only resulted in a mess, burnt pan and paper taste in my mouth.

Saha ftourkoum