January 7, 2010 in My Dull Life
It was 6:45 in the morning on Friday when the other members of the household woke me; 45 minutes before I needed to get up. What could possibly be that important you say? The house is on fire? Aliens are invading? Osama bin Laden is at the door and wants us to join him in the morning Salah? No nothing like that. The toilet and shower in the second bathroom were clogged and no one else wants to get dirty.