As I mentioned awhile back, my living quarters when I first came to Poland were less than desirable – the archives room of a PZU office building in the Village – unless you like that kind of a thing. Also, previously mentioned was my kitchen/bathroom situation – I shared a bathroom and kitchen with all of PZU which was less than desirable too, unless you are an extreme people person and you like that kind of a thing. If you need a refresher, click here.
I shared my bathroom with all PZU, until one day when they informed me that the bathroom was out of order, but not to worry, it would be repaired later that day…and as I was new to Poland and to plumbing problems, I believed them. My neighbors downstairs (the maintenance man and his family) joked that I could use their bathroom, but when it turned out that the bathroom would not be repaired in one day, the offer evaporated. OK, there was another toilet for use in the building for PZU employees. It was far away – not a problem when you really got to go, except for one problem, it was locked after 4 pm and no amount of begging could persuade anyone in charge that my need for the key was legit.
So, there I was left with no toilet and no shower and not knowing how long it would be. Great.
The best part was that no one cared. When I explained my plight at school and asked for some assistance in resolving the issue, I was met with helpless shrugs of the shoulder. Finally, the Principal said he would “take care of it”. If you want to know what “I will take care of it” really means in the mouth of this Principal, I can tell you. It means: I will forget about this problem as soon as you leave this room and never think about it again. When you ask me about it in another week, I will act as if I am hearing it for the first time.
Now that I think about it, it really burns me up that they treated me like that, but on the other hand, it gave Misiu an opportunity to come to my rescue, first by offering me a place to get washed up and second by making sure my bathroom got repaired.
On a positive note, I made a nice friend – the night shift gas station attendant who was very generous with the WC key.
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