day 2

the plumber wakes me up, yes with my luck he is a big burly guy with his standard butt crack in my face as he sticks crazy glue to the tiles, why the fuck would this guy knock at the door 9am ....i hold my head...have hardly recovered from my jet lag and now must indulge him and his small talk about tiles and glues and thankfully nothing about his butt crack which has by now resulted in me losing my appetite...skip breakfast, wait for this moron to get his tiling done and hail a taxi to work, its raining and things looking quite good....my sick karachiite penchant for rain a little misplaced