My new ‘best friend’

I have a new best friend in the office.

She asks about my injured arm everyday. She even recommended a lotion that I can use to make my scar fade away. She told me that I will have to stretch my arm and do exercises everyday so my arm will get back to normal soon. I feel so bad because there were so many times when I have complained about her and so many times when I was annoyed by her actions. Do you by now who she is? She is the cleaning aunty!

I just think its so amazing how we communicate. The only common language we have is Malay. My knowledge of Malay is very limited and she is not very fluent in it either. Her Malay is mixed with words from whatever dialect she speaks. But somehow we manage to communicate our ideas!

So aunty, sorry for complaining when you were washing the toilet when I had to go. Sorry for complaining when you closed my umbrella and put it on the sofa even though it was still completely wet on rainy days. And sorry for complaining that you treat the pantry and toilet like your home.

I have seen the goodness in you…