saffiter | There are days...

I hate not being able to speak/read Polish.

So, yesterday I completely forgot to mention the scaffolding that was raised out the back of my block of flats. It goes right up past my balcony. They were actually rather noisy putting up.. then again I was up and about at roughly 8:30 so they wouldn't've woken me up anyway. I completely forgot to mention it after all the excitement with the fire drill.

I got to bed about 3am last night *pulls a face* Lesson planning took me a while and I had to cook dinner and unwind (I swear this job has turned me nocturnal!). Here I was thinking Woohoo! Thursday! No private classes so I can sleep in!... boy was I wrong!!

8:30 in the freaking morning! I open my eyes to see this strange, bearded man standing on my second floor balcony!. He was kinda dirty, wearing overalls, big and holding a paint scraper in one hand...........

He then proceeds to noisly scrape the paint off the walls of my balcony while talking loudly to the people working with him on floors above and below.

My sleep fogged brain: Oh my god! He's gonna break the window, come in here and kill meeeeeee!!!!!. My front door's locked, he'd get to me before I'd be able to open it. WhatdoIdo?WhatdoIdo?WhatdoIdooooooooooo?*ack*flail*panic*

Cue Sheena squeeking quietly and zipping for the corner of the flat that has the laptop. No-one can see me there. (I figured if I could see him, he could most likely be able to see me!). I spent most of the day hiding in this corner. I'd venture out to cook lunch and things like that, but if I saw workmen I'd zip back into the corner again.

My last coherant thought before I went to bed last night was to move anything of value sitting on the coffee table out of line of sight of the balcony. Aparently that was a good decision.

The scaffolding is still there. If they wake me up at 8:30 in the morning again tomorrow I will not be happy. Might even open up a window and yell "SHUT UP!" at them in Polish.