As some of you know, my landlord in the new place is a nice older Chinese woman. She speaks about 20 words of English, and she’s a little wonky on top of that. So, while she’s quite pleasant, communicatig is a bit of an issue. She has been in Hong Kong for the last little while. I think she’s back in the next week or two.
I was just sitting here thinking that I can look forward to more 20 minute conversations that boil down to “garbage day is Tuesday.” She always circles the point and repeats herself. That conversation would end up something like “you can put your garbage in that can, and they have to be taken out Monday, but I’ll do that, so you should just put your garbage in that can, because its taken away on Tuesday, but don’t worry because I’ll take them out on Monday night.”
Then it hit me.
My landlord is Miss Swan!