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July 2, 2005
What's mine is yours, except when you eat all my food, wear my clothes and sleep in my bed
No matter what house, or what country I have lived in, the over-staying, uninvited, annoying house guest is always the same.
They ask to stay for a few days, but set up camp for weeks, they eat all your food, drink all your fresh water (this only applies in Sri Lanka where small parasitic worms come out of your tap) and don’t contribute anything to the house hold - not even a touch of fun. As a species, they are dull, selfish and opportunistic. Many purport to be free-spirited travellers who cant be confined by the usual social norms and niceties, but don’t be fooled. It’s all just a rouse - the ultimate aim of which is to spend as little money as possible while getting fed, showered, sheltered and entertained.
I’ve tried, really I have. Being a hostess with the mostess is not something that comes naturally to me, but Lordy I do try. This year my home has been opened up to guests from all over the world on a weekly basis. And for the most part I have warmed to my role as Lady of the House and have even enjoyed sharing my space and my life in Sri Lanka with people from across the globe - especially friends and family. But YOU… the over-staying, uninvited, annoying house guest, YOU make me want to board-up, shut-up and lock-up my hostessing heart. So pick up your towels, wash your dishes, replace all the food you’ve eaten, pack your bags and fuck off to a hostel.
Posted by catherine at July 2, 2005 6:57 PM