MUSLIM SURPRISE

Last week I came out of the ultrasound room and encountered a muslim woman with a head piece that had the tinest slit for the eyes. I did a double take and the people started laughing. I laughed and they all laughed the more. We had a great laughing session. i usually sit next to sister Ernesta when she sees patients. when the muslim woman came in she closed the door and took the veil off and gave me the most beautiful smile and started laughing. my sides hurt. comic relief for the day.

THE VODACOM INCIDENT

The Vodacom Incident

Today I went to the vodacom Store in Moshi, Tanzania about 1 ½  hrs from our African home.

We spent the day shopping for a few things and visited with  a sister to help her apply for an Ultrasound machine for the medical center. I stopped by the Vodacom center to get a moden for Fr Thedeus and to check on mine to see when it would expire its monthly subscription. I complained to the man who had helped us many times and was always very acomidating and helpful. I told him I appreciated his customer interaction. I proceeded to tell him how unhappy I was with the performance of the internet service of Vodacom as I described in my previous entry. He explained that this was a third world country and could not compete with America. I told him if I was the CEO I would try my best to compete. I had to show my passport to get the new modem and I presented the copy I had gotten . We shook hands and we left. Later in the afternoon I realized that  I had forgotten to get my passport copy back. We raced back to the office and got there a few minutes after 5 pm. I knocked on the locked door and a man inside waved me off signaling that the place was closed. I motioned with my finger for him to come to the door. He walked away.. I banged on the door. Another person came and motioned that they were closed. I motioned for them to come to listen. They walked away. I kept banging on the door. The security guard who had first come went to the door on the opposite side. I ran around and yelled passport many times. He walked away again. I could not believe someone could be so ignorant to not come and see what this person was banging on the door  Finally I saw a man with a Vodacom shirt on outside and asked him to tell them I wanted my passport. He mouthed the words to some woman inside and finally someone came  to the door with my passport. I asked him why someone could not come to the door and see why I  was banging on the door.  He told me I had made enough of a disturbance and had gotten what I wanted and why did’nt I just go. I was not believing someone could be so ignorant. He was overheard saying that I used bad language which was not true at all. We left laughing that Vodacome had yet again inflicted pain and aggravation true to their policy of “just give us the money and chalk it up to third country whimpering.”
 America My home Sweet Home.