So, my maid doesn’t wear shoes as ‘we don’t have the shoe in my village’ ……
That’s ok, I told her no problem, if she is comfy without them, that isn’t an issue but that outside, here in Kuwait, shoes were a must. They aren’t a must, quite honestly I don’t care if she wears shoes or not but I don’t want the whole nation laughing at her… Walking through the avenues with no shoes on- I don’t think so.
Moving on… Cleaning seems ok. Not too bad. I’m happy enough with it.
My coffee was a whole other story. It was a long day, I hadn’t asked her to make me coffee and silly me, I assumed that everyone knew how to make Nescafé… Apparently not. I got nice, ice cold coffee with about 5 spoonfuls of coffee, a dribble of milk and cold water. At least she remembered the milk….
It will take time, I know and patience is a virtue.
