I would like to ask who on earth is happy to see roaches. They are the absolute dreadful creature ever existed and I hate, hate them — especially if one of them have decided to rent a space in my keyboard…of all the places!
Maybe the shadow, the contrast of black and white produced by the arched pieces of plastic made the roach decide to settle there. As I was about to start working this morning, I saw a pair of inquisitive antennas and almost jumped on my seat.
I turned my keyboard upside down and banged it over and over my desk. The people around me, the hungry people doing their Ramadan fast are starting to get suspicious if I had too, fasted and gone crazy. Well, I almost did go crazy. Who would not freak out if a cockroach is beneath the letters of your keyboard!!
I pulled the wire and handed my keyboard to our office boy. After banging my keyboard over and over in the adjacent room, he was back, handing me back my important work gadget.
“The cockroach is gone? Dead?”, I asked.
… and with a wide smile (all teeth showing), he showed the creature to me, wriggling, screaming for help and trapped between his thumb and fore finger.
… may I remind you that this is the SAME office boy who prepares our milk tea twice everyday. Yum.