Saturday, 23 August 2008

Frying potatoes

Chapter 2
London is one of the most expensive cities around the world and when I first got here I was wondering how to make money to afford at least my weekly rent and a travel card.
Sooner I found that I would have to share a house with 6 others foreign students and get a job at Mac Donalds or as a kitchen porter at a small restaurant.

Not so much appealing but those where the options and eventually I ended up living with 4 people in a 1 bedroom flat just off Maida Vale.

It was easy to reach Central London and, even most of time we would have fights regarding how to split the bills and queuing up to use the toilet, it was also great fun to know more about Vietnam culture through a lovely girl called Soya, to cock paeja with the hot Spanish boy Luciano, to part at Heaven on Mondays with crazy Brazilian Lesbian Diana and to share the lounge with Cristiano, a Venezuelan guy with 10 girlfriends.

We didn’t have a communal area a part from the kitchen as the lounge was converted into a second room so we could accommodate all four of us in that little one bedroom flat above a Abbey Branch.

Cristian wasn’t only popular with girls. Every time we went to cheap night clubs, he was the one to be chatted up by gay guys. The choice of clubs were purely by the following:
1) free entrance;
2) cheap drinks;
3) mixed crowd to suit a lesbian, a gay and straights.

Soya was finishing a master in London and looking forward to go back to Vietnam 5 months later. Luciano and Diana worked at a Pret-A-Manger and I was serving ‘Happy meals’ and ‘Big Macs’ near Holborn tube station.

Cristian with his perfect Latin toned body was the most successful among us.
He was working twice a week as a stripper for a gay club and making the same amount of money that used to take me whole week to make. And having much more fun than frying potatoes with an Indian manager telling you to do it quicker, quicker, quicker – and boring teenagers with pocket money screaming at you for not understanding their slag words and tasteless Estate Council racist jokes!

It was not hard to realize that I would not remain there for much long than 1 week.

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