Thursday, September 11, 2003
CUANTOS TRABAJADORES DEL GOBIERNO EL TOMAN PARA CAMBIAR UNA BOMBILLA?
(It only takes two, but you may not live long enough to see it.)
WEEK 1
Monday. I notice two lights out in my office and call maintenance.
Tuesday. I work in semidarkness.
Wednesday. A guy comes in my office and stares at the ceiling. “You’ve got two out,” he says. “I’ll have to send someone over." “Thanks,” I say.
Thursday. I work in semidarkness.
Friday. Different guys come with a ladder. He stares at the ceiling a while then mounts the ladder. He puts two post-its on the ceiling and climbs down. “What are you doing?” I ask. “I’m marking the lights so they know which ones to change,” he says.
WEEK 2
Monday. I work in semidarkness.
Tuesday. I work in semidarkness.
Wednesday. I call maintenance. “We can’t change them now.” A guy says. “All we have is the yellow tinted ones and your office is supposed to have the white." I look at the ceiling. White, yellow tint, a few ones with a pink cast. “Yellow’s fine," I say.
Thursday & Friday. I work in semidarkness.
WEEK 3
Monday. I call maintenance. “We can’t change them now,” a guy says. “Your work order calls for the yellow tinted ones and we ran out Thursday.” “Any color’s fine, “ I say. “I just need some light."
Tuesday & Wednesday. I work in semidarkness.
Thursday. Two guys come in with a ladder, and a box of lights. They say something to me, but it’s not in English and I don’t really understand. So I point to the ceiling and point to the lights. One of them climbs the ladder and retrieves the post-it. “Be right back, Boss,“ he says.
Friday. They come back. They change the lights. The new ones have a pink tone. As they leave, they start to snicker. “El pidio luces rosadas,” one of them says. They both burst out laughing.
WEEK 4
Monday. I notice that another light has burned out over the weekend.
(It only takes two, but you may not live long enough to see it.)
WEEK 1
Monday. I notice two lights out in my office and call maintenance.
Tuesday. I work in semidarkness.
Wednesday. A guy comes in my office and stares at the ceiling. “You’ve got two out,” he says. “I’ll have to send someone over." “Thanks,” I say.
Thursday. I work in semidarkness.
Friday. Different guys come with a ladder. He stares at the ceiling a while then mounts the ladder. He puts two post-its on the ceiling and climbs down. “What are you doing?” I ask. “I’m marking the lights so they know which ones to change,” he says.
WEEK 2
Monday. I work in semidarkness.
Tuesday. I work in semidarkness.
Wednesday. I call maintenance. “We can’t change them now.” A guy says. “All we have is the yellow tinted ones and your office is supposed to have the white." I look at the ceiling. White, yellow tint, a few ones with a pink cast. “Yellow’s fine," I say.
Thursday & Friday. I work in semidarkness.
WEEK 3
Monday. I call maintenance. “We can’t change them now,” a guy says. “Your work order calls for the yellow tinted ones and we ran out Thursday.” “Any color’s fine, “ I say. “I just need some light."
Tuesday & Wednesday. I work in semidarkness.
Thursday. Two guys come in with a ladder, and a box of lights. They say something to me, but it’s not in English and I don’t really understand. So I point to the ceiling and point to the lights. One of them climbs the ladder and retrieves the post-it. “Be right back, Boss,“ he says.
Friday. They come back. They change the lights. The new ones have a pink tone. As they leave, they start to snicker. “El pidio luces rosadas,” one of them says. They both burst out laughing.
WEEK 4
Monday. I notice that another light has burned out over the weekend.
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