Sorry Miss Sofia, again

Ps. Happy wedding to my friend/lab partner 'Achik' for her marriage—today! I sent her a wedding wish, and she hadn't replied since. (maybe she's busy with her husband ;-) wink, wink!)

            Okay, back to business, that is, I have no business at all—I mean, work.

            It goes like this, ms Sofia (I found out the real spelling of her name is Sophie, and Sofia is my OTHER coworker), she wanted me to get a replacement for her other permanent worker, who'd been off to Cambodia for a family vacation. So I get her my sister. And she wanted her for one thing—three projects are due Monday, and it was already Wednesday—and she's off for her family vacation too, on Friday. She said one thing—if you didn't finish by Friday, then you'll be working in MY house (read:empty house) and sleep there until you finish them. I give mis Sofia my keys, she said. And you'll be working until that Sunday morning. (Ohhhman!!! My sis had planned her date on that day!)

            I didn't tell my sister about that, I just said that ms Sophie had offered her a job, that's all. So she happily went there on Thursday, unknowingly that ms Sophie had her a huge file of untranslated science fair pamphlets, and she had to finish it by tomorrow. But she happily did it anyway. Then came the meddling kids…

            Ms Sophie has three kids, all girl, and the newborn makes four. But she's no big deal, just a blob of Mohawk-haired kid who gurgles at my Microsoft Dancer LE everytime I start my computer.  The three kids are one problem after another—they seem to crave our attention—by keep running in our room, talking to us about everything, showing her CT Scan X rays, drawing us pictures, throwing wet clothes, reading loudly about scab and hygiene from a magazine, reenacting 'cat vs dog in front of my house', and playing with the toy vacuum cleaner (do you know the vacuum cleaner toy woks like the real thing? It even makes the same unearthly loud noise!)….well, I bet the permanent worker was glad she left for Cambodia and left her workload to my sister. Cuz we all suffer right there. Even my co-worker ms Sofia, the usually nice mum of ten, did 'break out'—a little. Sometimes she just left early, rather leave and continue it later at night after bedtime then doing it with the kids!

            I really had to say that I became really tolerant to kids by now. Do you know they like to climb up my chair? All three of them! And I learned to ignored it by now. I learned to ignore everybody by wearing huge headset and putting it on maximum while singing to Yui and SiLC. And Bowling For Soup. Sometimes I pretend I was listening to something even when I'm not plugging in the headset. Cuz I don't wanna hear all these "Lookie-lookie! I punched a hole in our floating-thingy!"

            Anyway, back to Friday's story. Those kids are actually on a holiday, so they took a day off, all of them, and they've been messing with us since MORNING (they use to do it after 5, when all of them had finished their classes). We were all on the edge. I mean, the workers (the kids are on the edge of my seat though, the kept climbing the edge of my seat and say "look mum! I can climb"). And they keep saying things like "two more hours till holiday, one more hour till holiday, dad's coming home and we're leaving soon….". Kept me stressed up, but I finally finished up two HUGE files due Monday. So does my sister. And we gladly told boss about it. You know, she was overjoyed, ready for holiday. Or so I think. Then I think she had thought that there was two days left before Monday , so she gave both of us two more jobs due Monday! She thinks that she might be doing us some use, since the other mis Sofia hadn't finish her job yet, and she's gonna be the one sleeping in her house tonight (and tomorrow, probably). I would have done my job anyway, cuz I was prepared to sleep there. But those kids….then they came along and say that their dad is home and will be leaving after lunch, and they kept packing…I thought that I'd be left out in an empty house…and I felt that it was inappropriate to stay when I had finished my job. Especially in my boss' house, and if something goes missing…. So I called dad and forced him to pick me up. Oh wait, that was my sister's. My plan is to call dad and he'd be picking me up after work, which is the time that the meddling kid's dad would be finishing this work too(supposedly). But as we found out he was already home, my sis called dad and pestering him to COME IMMEDIATELY to pick us up.i was shocked when he came TEN minutes later (he usually comes ONE HOUR after calling). We left, and when we were downstairs we bumped with boss. She was dumbfounded. "Why are you going home?"

            "I thought you were gonna go out." I said, but clearly she's not going anywhere. She's still in lunch break, and her husband's sleeping on the couch and won't probably be up until late afternoon (like most dad's). but it is too late now, isn't it?

            "Why leave so soon? We are still here," she said.

            "Uh…we don't wanna trouble you with the preparation." I said.

            "Yeah, we gotta go, thanks…" my sister said.

            We just left like a bunch of rats from a sinking ship. It's clear that everyone is dumbfounded, from the boss herself, to the maid. We just left! Like that! And yes, we have two jobs untouched. What can we do? She gave us the job a couple of minutes late after we called dad. Really!

 

            We were feeling guilty, my sis and I. I wanted to call, but I don't know what to say or to ask for forgiveness. I bet she's in her vacation, with her computer, finishing her jobs by Monday beside a pool, with her kids running around her splashing water all over, and the infant on her lap, crying cuz it's past feeding time….oh man! So guilty. I know she deserved the holiday so much. Just that we were so stressed out that we misunderstood everything. I don't know what to do, or how to face her on Monday…

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