Sunday, December 2, 2007

Lost in Translation

On Friday we had the whole day kind of workshop in the office. There was a pretty long lunch break of 1,5hours and one of our western colleagues from the “downstairs” office ask us if we would like to order pizza. This is always a very welcomed change in food supply as our office surrounding is more or less a desert regarding delicious food for lunch. The small pizzeria offers really good pizzas, but they are amazingly slow, that’s why I asked our colleague to make sure that the pizza will be in the office on time- means at least in 1,5 hours. A few minutes later the phone ring and one of our Indonesian colleagues picked up, just recognizing the typical ya, oh ya, yah! But nothing happens so far. All colleagues ask us what we will have for lunch and we answered that we have to wait for our pizza.
After around one hour I got told that our colleague from downstairs who ordered the pizza for us was eating some fried noodles- no problem so far, because I thought she might was very hungry and starving for the pizza. Finally everybody got back to the workshop besides us, while telling them that we have to wait for our ordered pizza. It was already over 1,5 hours since we ordered so we asked our colleague downstairs, if there are any news: The simple answer was: No pizza today, because the pizzeria said it will takes two hours to deliver, that’s why she did not order and called immediately our colleague to inform us, that we won’t get any pizza today.
He simply “forgot” to deliver the given information to us!
I send our office boss a text message to inform her that we are not able to join the workshop again, because of this stupid guy- no answer!
We ordered again in our local food supplier to receive our lunch at 2.30pm. Later on my office boss ask me, that she did not understand the text message and what happens to us. I explained and she simply replied: lost in translation- he might not get the message correct.

Match girls

I am not sure what you might think about when somebody tells you at one location there are “match girls”?! I do think about ladies in the golden 20ies selling cigarettes and will enlighten them for you- kind of erotic performance but still “normal” service, not that way in Indonesia. There is a square in Jogja where at night some musicians and prostitutes hang out and of cause these famous match girls. These girls offer an easy deal. You have to pay around 2000 IDR to receive one match, follow them into a dark corner where there lift there skirt. Than you can enlighten the match to watch their pussy for a few seconds- welcome to Indonesia!
To be honest this is still not yet proofed by myself, but I’ll try to keep u up to date with a pic!

Stay tuned for more Indonesian pussy reports!

Strange

In my very traditional “Kampung” I am now able to monitor the different faces of this wonderful traditional and mainly muslim country. Sometimes the “hell” is right across the street and while the muhizin is still singing/ praying costumers of the new brothel scream while having there orgasm.
Since a few weeks there is a small local brothel and the guys “coming” 24/7.
On Friday evening pull out my moto to went downtown for my Friday night program and a car stopped next to with three Indonesian guys looking forward there upcoming fuck. There really smiling at me with this behaviour: hey ho ho we are the men’s while shaking their balls and they gonna enjoy themselves for the next hours or maybe just a few minutes- who knows!
I really don’t know how long this place will run, because in our neighbourhood there are living a few muslim “extremists”. I am looking forward for their “solution”.
Stay tuned for brothel blast reports from my Kampung