Cinderelly, Cinderelly!

Anyone watched the Disney cartoon version of Cinderella before? Remember those two cute mice who ran around after her, squeaking, "Cinderelly, Cinderelly!"? Well, all I needed today was my loyal mice sidekicks. Why? Because I was on my hands and knees playing at being Cinderella in my office! I kid you not... complete with evil stepmother. Hurhurhur.

The story goes like this.

Once upon a time Friday the 13th (did anyone notice today's date? LOL!), in a place far far away KL, there was a very nice girl by the name of Cinderella rinnah who works in an office that is more like a golden cage. And in this office there is a evil stepmother mean selfish colleague and three ugly stepsisters rather blur supporting cast colleagues. Well, one day Cinderella's father rinnah's boss went away on a business trip, leaving the womenfolk behind. (And I'm too lazy to continue typing and strike-throughing all the excerpts since I'm sure everyone knows the story of Cinderella, yea?)

Anyway, today there isn't anyone in the office save for me and THAT colleague. The three stooges My other colleagues all jumped at the opportunity to take leave since the boss in not around. And today happened to be the day that the water filter was due for servicing. No problems. So far. The water filter technician came and did the changing of the filters (5 to be exact!) and left. All was well then.

About 45 minutes later, I heard a screech of "Cinderella!" coming from the area of the pantry. Jumped up and ran over, only to behold my colleague standing outside a partially flooded pantry that's swimming in 1cm of water. OK, so the technician didn't do a good job tightening the screws or whatever it is after he changed the filters. Since my colleague had her nose turned up and was not about to get wet, I gingerly stepped into the growing puddle of water and attempted to locate the water main to turn off the water flow. Then I turned off the power supply (good thing I wasn't electrocuted!). Then I went back to my place to call the company and get them to send back their technician ASAP before I returned to check-out the damage done to the pantry.

It was swimming in a cm of water that was dripping from the wooden cabinets under the sink, but at least I had stopped the water flow by turning it off. What to do next? There wasn't anyone else to clean up the mess since the other colleagues were on leave. The water wouldn't just magically disappear by itself - there's no drainage since it's not a toilet and very little airflow to dry the floor. Besides, it would take ages that way. So how? Get down and dirty la. There I was, for the next hour and a half, alternating between squatting or bending down to mop up the water using a pail and four cloths. Use the cloth to soak up water, wring into pail and repeat for the next 90 minutes. That's like trying to bail water out of a boat with a tin cup, ya know? But eventually, it was dry again.

And while I was toiling in the pantry, what became of the evil stepmother "I'm too good to do a spot of cleaning" colleague? Sitting pretty at her desk drinking orange juice. Didn't even bother to help. Didn't even bother to say thanks for cleaning up. Just ignored it like it didn't happen. Some people... Anyway, let's not talk about upsetting stuff.

So right now all I need to make the story complete is my faithful and loyal sidekicks, a fairy godmother and a Prince Charming. Any volunteers? *wink*