This Saturday, we spent a whole lot of time waiting for Mario. He was scheduled to come at 1000 hours, and right on the dot, he was ringing the doorbell. As usual, Mario was accompanied by his beautiful cheery girlfriend, who is also his interpreter.
Mario is to do a little reconstruction of my tiny kitchen, and put up a door, so that the smell of cooking will not spread out to the hall. They were a team, I realized, as when Mario is measuring and cutting, she will be sent to fetch equipment from the walkway or the car, such a sight they were, but very loving.
By 1230 hours, they left to get the door and also to have lunch. We took this opportunity to make us a quick long due breakfast or lunch. We sat in the kitchen and contemplate whether we should go out to get some groceries while they were gone. However, Mario told us that he will be back in two hours time, so we decided to wait for him, and go get our groceries later.
My super Mario and girlfriend arrived much later and get on to business again, we waited and waited and waited, with the hope that we can still be on time before the shops close, however, Mario so meticulous with his work got us waiting more than we had anticipated.
The door was fixed beautifully, Mario left finally, as usual refusing to accept payment offered. It was already past 1900 hours, our stomachs were begging to be fed.
So super Mario got my kitchen done, but halted my groceries shopping, ermmm………………….. what will we eat tomorrow?
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