No better word for it I am afraid!
It all started on a misty Monday morning, with P bumber bashing his newly fixed car. The little car's bonnet is so bend you cannot even open it. This a mere six weeks after getting his car back from the panelbeaters from another accident he had back in August. Did I say August? Yes, it took them nearly five months to fix it the last time as they just could not source all the parts locally. Don't ask, that was their excuse.
Then sometime between Monday night and Tuesday morning, some people with evil intentions entered our yard and helped themselves to all our computers. How is this possible? Simply, the electric fence (this is life in SA, everyone has a six foot electric fence between themselves and the outside world - well at least everyone that can afford to) was switched off. Yes, switched off. I had to terminate the appointment of my domestic worker, today. It was really awfull. She cried and said it was not her, I felt lower than beetle dung, but the bottom line is that she was the only person (apart from myself and P) who had access to the key where the fence is switched on/off. And it was switched on, on Monday morning, before she worked in the house, all day Monday. Am I prejudiced or just a scared mother? We were sleeping in the house when the burglary happened, it could have been far worse for all of us.
So the rest of the week was spend trying to organise a computer to work from, and phoning clients and people to get them to send me all my information by email. No, I did not have back-ups. If I can believe the assesor, we will have it all sorted latest Wednesday of the coming week. Meaning, some money in the bank to replace some of what we lost.
I think the biggest loss is my faith in myself and humankind (did I do the right thing?).
Silent tears over a grey skin.
A cruel letter signed in both our hands
How could it ever be the same
even when I followed her
and
tried to apologise
I do not understand
why I did that
But she was right, it can never be the same
2 comments:
oh that must have been so hard to let her go. but you have to look out for your family first. hugs to you - i hope you are feeling safe soon.
My goodness - that is such a scary story. I can't imagine that type of security.
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