Today I finally started to get on with the job, I met Nzuzi A., master of the supplier and two other matrons buyers. Two giant women, funny. They give just the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing as good as those mothers-premium bread with many children playing around J (it's just an idea, actually do work fairly important) with desks flooded with papers, files and folders.
speak some Italian and some Portuguese English a little at the end .. we understand each other. Excellent! : D
morning talking with my colleagues told me about the finance side in ENI Nigeria, saying that the conditions of work and life are certainly better than those of Angola (excluding Iraq, clearly the idea ...): to be started from the comforts me worse, the "worst event" we are beyond good!
Even today in the same room of yesterday, today there is more mess, there are a lot of SUV parked in the courtyard and the guards continually broadcast radio.
This morning the driver has a different way, we passed some streets unpaved, narrow, and all two-way. We risked a couple of accidents, then at some point tried to make a U-turn but that's behind us down the window and politely asked (I swear, has hardly ever raised his voice) to go straight and turn "farther" (only because he had no desire to make it do the reverse). We looked at him, said an "ok", he did pass and did the reverse with all the naturalness of this world and at the risk of investing in second bike! : D great ... but the wonderful thing is that nobody has' pissed! Crazy! In Milan, a thing like that would surely end with a knife and stamped papers!
This afternoon I finally had to do with Nzuzi A. (For reasons of privacy is clearly not specific surname): The equivalent of a shaman brother Clarence Seedorf, with a face of more bad Bogarde and Davids put together (remember the old Milan ...) but as good as the bread .
fact is that by and knock, who knows what he was doing, he hits a bit with the keyboard and then welcomed me with very serious face. There were some problems and I called to urge those responsible to solve them, initially tried millemila apology saying that he had already done reminders, later proved to be a lie: D I do not believe, Nzuzi tell a lie! He looked like a child caught with his mouth smeared with chocolate and says she has not eaten him! : D: D fantastic!
But you imagine? A huge man, very bad trying to apologize to me! Ahahahahaah! Great Nzuzi, has earned my respect! In fact now I try on Facebook ..
In less than no time the darkest face became a smile and thanked me for the reminder .. did great!
is 18, invidiatemi: there is still high that the sun is shining and the air conditioner is still running (not really turn it off even at night ....). At 17:15 Sita greeted me and said "see you tomorrow" and he pretty much abandoned the ground floor of this set of the sequel to Resident Evil.
All quiet, the evening comes, we return to the guesthouse, dinner linguine with broccoli and sardines (a fable), fruit salad and mango mousse and rum ...... say no more ... hehe.
you tomorrow
Albe
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