Twelve In A Row Part 9

Inside The Van

At 1.30 pm we left Victory Monument . It was comforting for me inside the van after we're  exhausted to extreme heat outside waiting for this ride.

I took the chance to sleep. I couldn't really explain how weary I was after those travels to Ratchaburi and now we're to be back to our place. After an hour , we stopped by a petrol station. Every passengers comforted themselves then the driver checked his list of the passengers as well as their exact destination. He noted it well  for the passengers' comfort but along the way , I couldn't sleep since he had a lot of callers .  He hang up but another line came in. Oh, if I couldn't control my mouth I'd tell him to concentrate driving instead of chatting and munching his junk food with his cup  iced coffee. I didn't  know if some passengers felt secured with this kind of driver. Sometimes he caught my eyes at his mirror side but couldn't sense what I was blazing at.

Good for some passengers they reached their destination already. I looked at the window, Yeehey!, in ten minutes more we'll be at TESCO,too.  10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 Oooops! Stop! Stop. Huhu the van driver forgot about us.  I got mad and I tapped at his his shoulder to stop. It was late we passed by TESCO  for about  200 meters. I complained  because he wasn't attentive enough. YADAH YADAH!

Koko slided the door and we got down without closing the door due to  my anger.  Let him go down the from his throne and closed the door by himself.

Oh , It was sooo  hot !

School Jokes

Mother: How was your first day at school?
Son: It was all right except for some man called "Teacher" who kept spoiling all our fun!
Mother: Does your teacher like you?
Son: Like me, she loves me. Look at all those X's on my test paper!
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What did you learn in school today?
Not enough, I have to go back tomorrow!
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Teacher: You aren't paying attention to me. Are you having trouble hearing?
Pupil: No, teacher I'm having trouble listening!
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Teacher: Class, we will have only half a day of school this morning.
Class: Hooray
Teacher: We will have the other half this afternoon!
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Teacher: Why can't you ever answer any of my questions?
Pupil: Well if I could there wouldn't be much point in me being here!
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Father: How do you like going to school?
Son: The going bit is fine, as is the coming home bit too, but I'm not too keen on the time in-between!
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What are you going to be when you get out of school?
An old man!

Inspired To write A Haiku 8

It's now the -ber months ! 
The -ber months come fast and go
December please slow!

Twelve In A Row Part 8

At The Ticketing Counter

Wake up! Wake up! Now we’re in Victory Monument.

My droopy eyes weren‘t cooperative this time.  Koko was gentleman enough to carry my  bag and  he kept a firm hold on my arm like a grandpa and a grand daughter crossing the road.

We stopped at a food shop for a quick late lunch. Our hungry parasites couldn’t complain anymore. After a decent meal, we headed directly to the van station bound for Aranya Prathet (near Cambodia border).  Koko made the arrangement at the ticketing counter while I sat down on a long bench and cuddled my bag for more sleep.

What’s taking Koko so long? I opened my right eye and I could vision him plus four men at the counter(same group of drivers).  My hubby’s face was as red as a tomato. I knew right away they were looking for our passports again.

I felt secured when Koko came to join me and I really couldn’t win over these droopy eyes. After a short nap I felt a slight touch on my shoulder and  I could see a tall man with big muscles standing in front of me. He asked me if we weren’t Thais and I said yes. I dug out our passports and I showed him mine explaining everything in detail and before he left I told him in my unhappy tone. “Why,  don’t you remember us? We were your frequent riders for more than 6 years. We worked at Suppawit school .” The other guy at the counter asked me  back  why my husband bought a ticket not bound to our place of work. I smiled at him and told him we were dropping by Aranya Prathet because we would buy some groceries and personal needs. The 2 other guys  couldn’t control themselves and sneered at their red-faced fellow. Lol!

I know they really didn’t care about it but I just like them (all 4 men) to bear in their minds that we were now unhappy with their service and shall change ride if they do the same act again and again. This was the second time that they checked on us and besides they were not policemen or immigration officers . How about if we didn’t bring our passports  along with us? Then we couldn’t go back home? We were really not pleased this time because we’re their loyal costumers for more than 6 years. I was unhappy and I really liked to report this to their boss.  They didn’t know I have their boss contact number.

What is awaiting us?

Don't Mess Around with Intelligent Women

One morning, the husband returns the boat to their 
lakeside cottage after several hours of fishing and 
decides  to take a nap. Although not familiar with 
the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out. She 
motors out a short distance, anchors, puts her feet 
up, and begins to read her book.  

The peace and solitude are magnificent. 

Along comes a Fish and Game Warden in his  boat.  
He pulls up  alongside the woman and says, 'Good 
morning,  Ma'am. What are you doing?' 

'Reading a book,' she replies, (thinking, 'isn't that 
obvious?') 

'You're in a Restricted Fishing Area,' he informs her.  

'I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading.' 

'Yes, but I see you have all the equipment. For all 
I know you could start at any  moment. I'll have 
to take you in and write you up.'  

'If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual 
assault,' says the woman.  

'But I haven't even touched you,' says the Game  
Warden. 

'That's true, but you have all the equipment. For  
all I know you could start at any moment.' 

'Have a nice day ma'am.' 

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From jokedujour

Inspired To write A Haiku 7

My cute smart daughter
won over the heart of her grannies
Frances is her name!

My Beloved Friends

Each of us has his /her own  group of friends or peers. There are  closest persons whom we entrust everything - even our secrets in life and whom we confide our joys, laughters  and  tears. And these persons are what we call our best friends. But there are other friends that come and go. There are also friends that say nice words in front of their friends’ face and they just want to listen to things they wanted to hear. When they’re hurt , they  disappear. They just remember our importance when we are in great help or shortly when they are in dire need or when they need somebody to listen to their  troubles. They need our  shoulder to cry on. Those kinds of friends are our fair weather friends.(But I am lucky not to have any of fair weather friends.)

Friends, you are always in my heart  where ever you are. I miss your company...

I was lucky to be blessed with many friends. They created a part in me. They are significant in my life. I really accept them as they are and they do likewise.  It doesn’t really matter to us whatever religion we profess, social standing, or beliefs. It’s our trueness that matters. It’s  but normal when there were times we really cannot appease everybody but the joy in there is we learn to forgive and forget and learn from it. That’s the time we say we understood each other and the closer we feel towards our friend.

But it’s saddening to find some friends whom we really love and regard as a family then in one spark of time we separate ways because of our destiny. Some of my friends went to Japan, Canada, Indonesia , back to the Philippines , Thailand and other countries .But as I said they are  still my friends.