Monday, April 8, 2019

After the call Heartbroken!!!!!(Blog #2)

Yesterday I couldn't write anything, I was so heartbroken and stressed. I had applied online to two of the Charities here for help on April 1st. The thing about this is that the applications only open for a certain day and time to take in a certain number then would close soon after it. Since I applied on Monday, I gave them 48 hours for a callback because that's what one of the applications had said. After 48 hours, however, after those 48 hours came a holiday and then the weekend. Finally, I called them on Saturday since I still need to pay rent to find out what's going on.

The guys that attended the call told me to call back on Sunday from 7:30am-3:30pm and a different number, which is a working day in UAE. I called the one that had answered to call on Saturday, only to find out that the applications for that office haven't been opened yet and they take two freaken weeks to answer back...TWO WEEKS!!!!

I called the main number once more to find out about the application that I had filled out, and this time he gave me another number. I called that number only to find out that the operator spoke ONLY ARABIC.... come on now, just what I needed!!!

The other Charity office didn't even bother to answer their phone.

So yeah, I was pissed, heartbroken and annoyed. Besides all that, my landlord is after me for the rent. The dude that works for my landlord as a maintenance guy is a total perverted bastard. He may seem nice and all.... will also say very respectable things, but underneath all that mask is a very ugly face. He will try to help you, but in return, he will talk always talk about sex, which females are cheating on their husband or are a prostitute....  something that is none of my business or connection to me. Yes, I told him many times that I don't care about those things, and not to talk to me about it but his answer is the same as always, " You are my sister, my friend so of course I'll share everything with you as you should share with me too." ( EWWWW) The only solution to this issue that I found is to keep my eldest son around. It does help but, my son, not really understanding the depths of the situation gets bored easily and fiddles around and causes enough noise that might disturb our other neighbors...I always talk to him outside our room, never let him inside.

This dude might be helpful and better than others that I have met but still a total sicko. According to him, the neighbors around me are all in the sex business, even though they are family people. Anyways, enough about this dude, I just felt depressed after those calls that I just slumped around my room doing laundry (by hand, since I don't have a washing machine), or sleeping.

Since the room next to us is empty, the pervert and the landlord's son were doing maintenance of it. Our room also has a few big issues that need to be fixed, so reminded them about that plus Ajman is so dirty that it's full of mosquitoes and bed bugs. Our landlord noticed my struggle with it that he offered to buy us the power to kill them and also a new mattress. Sweet right? Yeah well, that was a week ago.  I even reminded them about it, but they " forgot"... yeah, right and I forgot to give rent.

That's how that day went, until around 7pm when we fell asleep, till like 12 midnight. and beginning our next day with the cooking and feeding kids and then cleaning. Around 6am, when everything is completed we just sit back and watch movies on the 24 inch TV that I bought from dubizzle for only a hundred AED... pretty good deal. 

We used to have two nice big screen TVs. One TV we had bought from DG for like 1,000 AED, and there one was from the furniture that we left behind at that Arabic guy's apartment. My wonderful dear husband made me give away the TV that we had bought from DG for free to the guy that he knew...better than others. The other and my favorite TV had its screen broken by the guys who were moving our stuff to this room. Of, course they didn't accept it, but who would accept their mistake in this country?

So, yeah that's what we basically do most of the days. The rest of the story I'll do it a little later since I already babbled too much.

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