I needed to measure the valves again. What a boring task. I had to do this over and over as there were hundreds of valves for me to measure and record. Errr.. had something to do with the disposal of old valves and replacing them with new ones... I think. :P
I hate to do this as the valves were covered with rust and other debris. Plus, they were damn heavy! Not to mention the heat outside! It was so hot that I was covered in sweat till my 'tudung' was plastered to my face and neck. Sheeesh...
I looked at one big valve. He seemed to be staring at me. Daring me to move him for he was big and sturdy. Must be real heavy from the look of his bod. Darn.
I squatted near him. Sizing him up. Hmm... a 6 inches angle globe valve. I tried to move him to get a better view of his front. So that I can take a picture. There I was, sweating and swearing while moving him. That was one heavy s.o.a.b. Arghh.
Suddenly there's a voice behind me, "Hey, you okay?".
I turned and saw that eyes. Sepet. Huh. When did he came in here?
I just shrugged and said I'm okay even the truth was I'm not really okay. The heat was killing me. Ugh.
"Do you know where can I get a spray can?" I asked him. I needed it to mark the valves that I have measured and recorded.
"Just go to the office... ask for one" he replied.
Hmmm... I narrowed my eyes and stared at him. Huh. Couldn't you please get it for me? I'm trapped between all these valves. Okay, that was all in my head. Of course I didn't really ask him that. But how I wish he can read minds. Erm. Okay.. Maybe not.
Then, he flashed his smile and Mr-I-no-longer-have-swollen-face walked away. Haih. I think I like him better when he's sick.
Then I realized how awful I must've looked. Sweating like a...a... erm. I even have beads of perspiration on my cheeks. Nose. Chin. Oh and of course, I also have sweats dripping under my brows! And I'm sure my back is damped with sweats too. Such a mess.
Now I'm cooling my body in the air-conditioned office. What a relief.
Hmm.. I finished 28 valves in 2-3 hours but it seems like it took forever. Too bad the Bangladeshi guy who has been helping me before is no longer working here. Huhu... I'm gonna miss him.
I'm tired. I want to sleep. If only there's a mattress in the office.
p/s: my grammar sucks, i know. couldn't be bothered to correct them.