So tomorrow is when the new cook starts full-time and my part-timer graduates to a full-timer. Thankfully there won't be too much to train them on, both having worked hard and long in previous capacities.
I remember my old cook- and chronicled his adventures in Mr. Facemaker, posted here more than two years ago. Since then he has run away thrice and come back twice. Often, with huge sums of money outstanding- not just with us, but with others in the building too.
His lavish lifestyle- he owns a Blackberry phone, sports the latest (so what if it's fake) brands of clothing and watches and eats fish for dinner almost every alternate day. But, ask him about saving and he draws up neat stories of famine in his village and how he has to send money home to keep his family alive. Makes one wonder in disbelief. He diligently watches the Homeshopping channels for bargains and cuts out the Mumbai Mirror for Readers Offers and has them tucked away on his person to quote verbatim.
This is consumerism at it's peak.
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