Yesterday, late at night.....
I thought it was raining. Pitter patter...
And then I realized it wasn't, as I looked out the window. So what could it be?
And then I remembered that my laundry was spinning, could it be....? Darn! Yep, the drainage hole was blocked - making my balcony flooded, and water was streaming down to the unit below.
I looked down and saw an angry face stared up at me..#*$@)$@!!))$*, he yelled.
Sorry sorry sorry sorrry -lah! But I didn't know how to explain the shituation.
Not long later, I heard a knock on the door. I of course, became deaf voluntarily and used the blanket to cover over my head.
So now, anyone of you know how to write a letter of apology in French for the Thai-man downstairs with visible tattoos and possibly a rifle? Meanwhile, should I wear a see-thru lingerie when I pass the letter to him? (For what, I also dunno)
*my translation - so late wash what clothes, you crazy mitch! You wait there..I coming to get you..Just wait there....~