Accomplishing ‘the impossible’

THE EDITOR: Well I just did the impossible . . . I survived a three week vacation in Trinidad without getting robbed, planassed, stabbed or kidnapped. Maybe things are really not as bad as the newspapers make them out to be, although I do have several complaints. To the garbage men who passed on Ackbarali Trace, Arima around 12 noon on Monday January 31, I am not going to pay you $20 to pick up six neatly tied and arranged garbage bags. You are being paid to do so. If you can’t understand that, then maybe you should try planting yams for a living, or become a politician.

To the cashier at a store in Trincity Mall, a customer shouldn’t have to say “you’re welcome” to draw a response from you. Usually a “thank you” comes from you first. To the radio announcers on 95.1FM . . . do you know how silly it sounds when an American or Englishman is trying to talk with an “island-man” accent? Well, it sounds even more annoying when it’s the other way around. Your most precious asset is your identity. If you lose that, then they might as well replace you with a dasheen with a Ray Ban. To all the road hogs and inconsiderate drivers on the roads, maybe you should use the bathroom before you get behind the wheel, because you all seem to drive as if you have a “hot one.” Other than that, I did enjoy the wide variety of yam dishes, since my hosts could not afford chicken, rice or flour.

ASHRAM BEACHOO
Port-of-Spain