guava/guavas galore!!

at work we have a maid (her name is Khun Dam, pronounced dahm, not damn), i believe i’ve mentioned her before and how much i love her. well… everyday we all eat lunch together and we can order whatever we want (thai food wise – and the company pays for it), and khun dam goes and gets it for us, brings it back and serves it. well for some reason, this past week she has been bringing me extra of what i order, and she bags it up for me to take home. i have absolutely no idea why she’s been doing this, unless it’s a ploy to fatten me up; nonetheless, i am super grateful because i love food.

along with this, she said (in thai, but Cake translated for me), that if ever i wanted her to pick me up some guava, she’d be happy to (because she knows how much i love guava) - and i’d just pay her back. now, ordinarily i do not like when people do things for me that i can do myself. my mentality is, why have them go out of their way when i’m capable? but i knew in this case that Thai really, really enjoy doing things for others. so i just smiled and said, “that would be quite thoughtful, thank you.”

well… yesterday, i saw khun dam while i was in the kitchen and she motioned for me to close my eyes because she had something for me (hmm… i wonder what it could be). even though i knew it would be guava/s, i was unprepared for exactly HOW MANY guavaS would be in the bag… 15!!! hahaha bwah!? she purchased me 15! what am i going to do with 15 guavas!? which reminds me of a quote from wayne’s world, “a gun rack? a gun rack? i don’t even own “a” gun, let alone many guns which would necessitate an entire rack. what am i gonna do… with a gun rack?” i digress. the thing is, though i’m quite appreciative, guava does not have a long lifespan before it goes bad. and ryan does not share my love of guava. so… hmm.

here’s a photo of me with all my guava/s:

so that’s my story.