I couldn't resist sharing this with you. The other day I come back to my apartment and have a note on my door. Here's what it said:
Severe Water Shortage
Ground water takes are empty!
No flushing except 1x per day
No washing machine
No showers- only bucket baths
Save all water for flushing.
The funniest part was that the stationary it was written on had this poem by J. Howared Payne:
"Mid pleasures and palaces
though we may roam
be it ever so humble
there's no place like home."
Ha ha! Now, in case you don't remember, we are still in the rainy season until late October.
And this picture is of the water reservoir for Jos... yes, it is full. So, you may ask, what's with the shortage? Well, apparently the water workers went on strike. Strikes are quite popular around here, especially with government paid jobs like university workers, federal farmers, city facility employees, etc. The workers timed it just right too because it hadn't rained in a few days so many people's extra supply, like ours, was low. Then, I guess the power company workers wanted to join in on the fun because that same night, the electricty went off for a few hours. Ah... T.I.A!
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