Sister

    I have a sister. She’s 44 this year. Yes, I know, the huge age gap, which makes me wonder sometimes if somehow, in some weird parallel universe way, out of this world behaviour kind of thing, maybe I’ve misunderstood her?

NAH!!!

Because which sane woman would have the need to shout at least once everyday? Or maybe it’s just my super-sensitive hearing. Which enables me to pick up sounds up to a couple of blocks away. Either that or she’s REALLY loud. Either what? *snorts*

Every other morning, she’ll wake me up with shouts and yells at her maid. Simple-minded though they might be, how much and how often can one person put up with all that yelling (and sometimes cursing) ? I was talking about my sister. *snicker*. I mean, she must be really sadistic to want to keep the maid…so that she has someone to yell at, you see.  Then again, you could call her a masochist, for still putting up with an incompetent maid (in her opinion).

    You all must think I really hate my sister. On the contrary, I love my family. No sarcasm there. Just that I can’t stand them. Them and their narrow-mindedness, oblivious to the rest of the world but themselves, so want of attention that they have to yell at others to attract it. Oh…is that only my sister I’m talking about?