Assistant Corner

Here is our change to gripe about the assistant service back then. I have no complains though. They have a pretty good idea on what I was up to those days and I still live in fear of them reporting me for the things I did more than ten years ago.

I remember that every time we walk into the kitchen, Meked starts shutting cabinets, locking doors (even the icebox had a padlock!), closing sugar containers and watching us like a hawk to see that we do not ‘grab’ things. She would shout ‘mroroch’ (that’s Yapesse for ‘hurry up hands’) at us every time we come ten feet within the kitchen area. I don’t blame her. We once licked the sugar container empty. Drank their ice coffee, and ate the raw bread dough (that did not agree with my stomach one bit). If those weren’t enough to put Meked on guard, then there was Bonnie who used to work at the storeroom. Boy, it was like Christmas every time after work. I believe our favorite was peaches and sardines. Where else would I get all those empty cans to cook our clam in when I go fishing?