Tea

While working in another city I was a garbage picker for a construction job. I had a partner. He was a fob. Once I went to a Punjabi customers house to pick up the garbage. An old lady came out from the side door and said something Godly. I couldn’t understand it proper because she spoke proper Punjabi. She offered us some tea and snacks. It was milk tea. One day her son came to the office where I lived. I just got dropped off home by two of my workmates. He tried talking to them but they were in a hurry. He said our boss is not picking up his calls so I called my boss from my cellphone and got him hooked up. End of story.