Queen Control
Summer is when people get out of their shells, and jump in the oceans {the wet kind}. My ground floor neighbor thinks that she owns the whole condo block where I live. She shouted at me the other day when I was watering the plants on my balcony.
I think that she either didn’t get laid the night before, or she comes from some village upon a hill somewhere in Kedah or somewhere where ugly people {the type that thinks by being loud is chic!} come from.
Ipoh men, and women are known to be very attractive, I’ve been told.
“Your water is dripping into my garden” she screamed. I looked down from my balcony, and felt like showering her.
“So what do you want me to do? Plant my beautiful plants in your garden?” I asked.
She snubbed me, and stormed into her apartment. Gawd, some people can be so tiring. And to think she’s married with three boys looking as ugly as her – I do hope they’ll have hearts of gold when they grow up.
Sometimes I hope when I do get married, or have children, they’ll be as beautiful as my spouse. Being number one is high maintenance!
B I T C H !! B I T C H !! B I T C H !!
“You!” she shouted.. when I stepped onto the balcony after having refilled the 5 liter bottle with vitamin-ized water. Cool I replied..
“Yeah, wassup?” raising my eyebrows
“You cannot water just anyhow … water dripping in lah!”
“Listen lady, I’ve been here before you and neither the plants nor the water are complaining about all this dripping – besides, the excess water goes into the water-hole thingy”
“Then what is this water…spoiling my garden” she added. I seriously felt like unbottling the water on her.
“When it rains, do you complain to God and tell Him you’re discontented?” I asked. She stormed into her apartment, and never to be seen or heard again. I switched on Janet Jackson and blasted the HiFi to the max.
Five months ago, the husband kept trying to befriend the neighbor {me}. I cringed whilst she nudged him in his back. I do feel sorry for him having to content with a woman like that. I just hope he’ll one day, have the courage to stand on his three feet without being ‘Queen ‘ controlled!
He is afterall, the one wearing the pants in their house.
Queen Control was previously published on AainaA Insight, a day before my birthday in 2007, herein re-published just to populate this blog which should be updated with fresh blogs !
Tagged: Complexes, Control, Insecurities, Janet Jackson, Malaysia, Men, Queen, Rain, Water