Wayh 3areeth

The time has come for me to rant once again, and this time it will be a variation of the "Vampires Congregation" theme that I briefly introduced in the previous post. There is a circle of vampires in Kuwait and their main qualities are as follows:
1-Middle aged kuwaiti women that love to gossip and show off their wealth at each other
2- They are all supposedly 'friends' but secretly are envious of each other's social popularity, husband's business, children's success, family names etc.
3- They congregate every so often in hotel tea rooms to sip tea, eye each other's jewelery, and ever so delicately shred each other's egos like razors cutting through cotton.
4-They feed on their sweeter nicer friend's energy and use them for all kinds of favors!

Mother is one of their sweet sweet niave friends, and has succumbed to be the victim of the evil head member of these vultures, a charismatic but crippled fat woman that nags on my mother's soul to death. Every so often, this evil vulture calls my mother to complain about her tumbling health, criticise my mother indirectly (through me sometimes) and asks for favors. A recent favor this bitch is asking my mother is to have me drag her suitcase with me when I travel to give to her nephew who is living abroad. My mother being the sweet nice woman she is couldn't say no. But you see, I am not my mother. And I can say no. So I picked up the phone and called the Evil Vampire:
CD: Hi Aunitie Vampire, how u doin?
Vampire: I'm so sick, I'm in pain, I've been in bed the whole week, I took two shots of cortizone and I was crying all night, the doctor says that it will take three days for the medicine to take effect...

at this point, i tuned out completely and retreated into my own mental hemisphere untill this old bitch finished reciting her monologue, then I interjected:

CD: uff, ma tistaahlain habeebti. I'm so sorry, wish there was something I could do.
Vampire: Yes there is, I spoke to your mother because I have a package to send for my nephew in X country.
CD: Yeah, how small is this package?
Vampire: its a suitcase
CD: i'm afraid I won't be able to take it with me. I'm checking in two suitcases already.
Vampire: Wow, two suitcases, how long are you going to be gone for?
CD: X days
Vampire: You don't need two suitcases! CD, darling, how about you try to reduce your packing to one suitcase?
CD: No thats not possible, the weather there is cold and i need all my coats, boots etc.
Vampire: How many coats are you taking?

I CANT BELIEVE SHE'S ASKING ME THIS QUESTION. FINE I'LL LIE THEN!

CD: I'm taking 6, three of them are formal, the other three are casual for me when i go out.
Vampire: Oh, so you'll be going out over there huh?
CD: yeah, I will. How about you pack up the things you want to send to your nephew into a small suitcase and I'll just carry it in my hand on the plane?
Vampire: Thats not possible!
CD: well you can ship the suitcase then (you cheap bitch), I think it will only cost you 30kd.
Vampire: But your mother said that you will take it with you.
CD: i'm sorry Auntie Vampire, my mother is not aware of how many suitcases I'm taking with me.
Vampire: Laaaa, tara ana za3laana 3ala umich. Let me talk to her now.
CD: Khalti, 7aram 3alaich, umy ma tadri.
Vampire: 3a6eeniyaah, bakilimhaaaa

So Mother talks to Vampire and I hear mother agreeing with her saying "ee adri, CD wayid 3aneeda, shesawi feeha" (I know CD is very stubborn, what should I do with her?). Rage rage rage! I don't care what kind of pressure the vampire puts on my mother, I don't care how much she will feed on my mother's energy and sympathy and I don't care if she manipulates her into feeling incredibly guilty THERE IS NOWAY ON EARTH I'M TAKIN HER SUITCASE!

and thats that!