Wednesday 10 March 2010

Ball re-enters the workforce...oops, I take that back

I spoke too soon.

Mr Ball remains a free man (unemployed), after he rejected his mother’s efforts to find him work as a security guard.

He decided he didn’t like the idea of returning to work as a guard, so yesterday, when he was supposed to turn up for his job interview, slept in instead.

He was supposed to present himself at a serviced apartment complex, close to my condo, at 7am.

Ning, a friend of his Mum’s, had recommended him.

The job was Ball’s for the taking, if he wanted it. All he had to do was turn up. His future boss would show him around, and give him guard’s uniforms to try on for size.

I called his Mum about 10am to ask how it went.

‘He didn’t go. He doesn’t want the job. I am fed up,’ said poor Mum, who had ticked off her son earlier that morning when his intentions became clear.

I dropped in to her place in time to see Ball emerging from the shower. He and his girlfriend Jay were going out.

The girlfriend of Jay’s elder brother has just given birth. Ball and Jay were going to visit her. After that, they were to take a meal together, and watch a movie.

Ball dressed up for the occasion: his younger brother’s jeans, a formal short-sleeved shirt, and smart white shoes.

I gave him B120 so he could take a taxi, rather than having to sit on the bus. That was silly, as his Mum had given him spending money just moments before.

Still, I didn’t mind. Ball and Jay are entitled to enjoy a day out together occasionally, even if his timing could have been better.

The next time I saw him was about 12 hours later, when he and Jay turned up at the ya dong stand after their day in town.

Ball was nervous, as his mother’s harsh words that morning were still ringing in his head.

I made supportive noises. ‘I don’t think you would have lasted in that job anyway, as the hours were too long, and the pay meagre,’ I said.

He agreed. ‘Today at the department store, I found an eatery where I might apply for work,’ he said.

‘If you keep up the job search efforts, and show Mum you are interested in pulling your weight, she can’t complain,’ I said.

‘Has your Mum cooked anything for you at home?’ I asked.

‘I don’t know. Would you like to call her to ask?’ said Ball.

I didn’t want him and his girlfriend going to bed on an empty stomach, but he was too scared to ask his Mum himself whether there was any food at home for them to eat.

He was also reluctant to go home himself, in case his Mum scolded him again.

I walked to his place, and inspected the food his mother had made that day. It was running low.

‘I will buy you some more,’ I told him as a re-emerged at the ya dong stand.

That little errand was not to be. As I was walking down to the food stalls at the end of the street, I ran into Ball’s Mum, and her partner Lort, who had come out for a walk. I didn't see them at Ball's place moments before.

A third person made up the party: Ning, the woman who had recommended Ball for work at the serviced apartments.

They were on their way to see a woman friend, Noi, who hours before had lost her son to a brain disease.

As it happens, I had met Noi at Mum’s place the night before, when her son was still alive.

Her 21-year-old son, who has been in hospital for years, died in the early hours. Lort and Mum asked me to accompany them, so we took a five-minute walk to Noi’s place.

Noi was sitting on the floor when we arrived. Her eyes were red and puffy. She had not slept or eaten since she learned the news.

Her relatives were on their way to Bangkok for the funeral.

Lort went out to get food and replenish her bottle of ya dong. We sat and drank. Ning called a woman friend as a prank, and asked me to talk to her.

‘Tell her we are boyfriend and girlfriend,’ she said.

I did as instructed. My audience enjoyed watching the farang perform. It lightened the mood, and took Noi’s mind off her loss.

'Farang Mali is Ball's surrogate mother,' Mum told Noi later.

She was explaining my relationship with Ball, as Noi had seen us together often.

Mum was joking, of course, but I suppose it really does look like that, as I enjoy caring for Ball.

I sat on the floor squeezed next to Ning, who held my hand and rubbed my arm gently.

With my free arm, I held Noi's hand, as she cried and talked about her son.

Ning likes me, and wants me to consider going out with her.

‘Try varying your sexual preferences a bit,’ she said as a joke.

Ning is taller than the average Thai, with beautiful skin. She works for a property company, which has an office in the carpark building of my condo.

Finally, we left. We dropped in to see Ball and carer R at the ya dong stand.

Carer R had called me repeatedly on the phone.

I had disappeared while on my errand to get food for Mr Ball, leaving them alone to drink their ya dong.

Carer R doesn’t like my unexplained disappearances, and wanted to know how I had ended up in the home of someone I barely knew.

‘Ball’s Mum invited me. Give me five minutes, and we’ll be back,’ I had told him.

As soon as we turned up at the ya dong stand, Ball - evidently wanting to avoid his Mum, who had ticked him off that morning - took off for home.

I dropped in to Mum’s place briefly before heading home myself.

I spoke to Ball’s younger brother, Beer, about the prospect of him doing piecemeal work for my employer. I had discussed this plan with him previously, but nothing had come of it.

Mr B is still interested. I will let the head of the section know, and escort Mr B there on his first day of work.

Ball was upstairs with his girlfriend for most of my visit.

He re-appeared briefly as I was walking out the door, at the tail end of what was an eventful day.

His baby sister Fresh was crying.

He took her from Mr B’s arms and gave her a hug.

I felt my usual rush of sorrow for Mr Ball, who looks too young and fragile for the stress and heartache which his chosen life visits upon him.

‘Good night,’ I said.

Ball smiled.

I wanted to say more, but it can always wait for another day.

4 comments:

  1. 18 comments:

    Anonymous10 March 2010 at 00:04
    Dear: It is fascinating to read how you have abandoned Maiyuu and are hypnotized by a good for nothing,(sorry) baby-boy Ball, to whom u lavish with money so he can go around and party.
    U r a smart writer so u r intelligent too.
    Is this a case of a snake (Ball) and a small bird (you)?

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    kevin10 March 2010 at 00:20
    dono if ur open for advice but if u care and wanna try to help this boy the best way is to mak e a plan with his mum regarding money to be given to him. He now gets a reward from both of u not showing up for work. If food and cloth are supplied at home he should not get more than 50 baht a day for transport and others including drinking . Than he needs to find a job to support whatever lifestyle he chooses its as simple as that :)

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    Asia in Australia10 March 2010 at 02:02
    Interesting how people think they can treat their Thai companions like dogs. give them rewards when they have done well and scold them when they have done badly....I frankly find all of that condescending and rude.

    Thais have a different way of life. they dont "grow" up like we do. They dont have the same duties as we do and they also dont have "careers" like we do.

    We dont just have the right to educate and raise Thais with our principles and values just becomes some of us are a couple of decades older than their Thai companions and think they "know how things are done".

    We were all lazy teenagers once, werent we?

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    Anonymous10 March 2010 at 05:29
    I could understand if you wanted to give him money to buy dinner but to give him B120 for him to take taxi on a date gosh i think you have been TOO generous with this boy. You used to blog about having almost no money by the end of the month but here you are generously giving out money to this boy. It would be better you put away that B120 in your money box.

    By the way i was suprised that you were not mad at Ball for not accepting the job at the condo.

    Andrew Ruengsit

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  2. Bkkdreamer10 March 2010 at 05:33
    Andrew: I was surprised at myself for giving him the B120 so promptly, and ticked myself off afterwards.

    Getting angry accomplishes little. Apart from that, I wasn't the one who went to the effort of trying to find him work as a security guard; that was his Mum.

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    Brad.10 March 2010 at 06:58
    How did I know that Ball would not have even shown up for his first day at work? Maybe it was because of his pattern of previous no-shows and non-interest. And now it's time for Beer to get a job.

    The sentence that threw me the most, though, was how Ball was entitled to enjoy a day with Jay. Of course I'm not there to observe, but I don't think he's entitled to anything special. What's he done to deserve it? He sure hasn't earned it.

    This is a powerful reminder of similar happenings in my life. I will try to remember all of this when I am tempted to do too much, to do it my way. Thai ways are seldom parallel with Farang ways.

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    Bkkdreamer10 March 2010 at 08:00
    Brad: He's still a teenager. He's worked as a security guard before, and stuck at it for five months. I think he should try something different.

    These things take time. Gentle persuasion is likely to produce better results in the end, especially if we are all working on the challenge: his Mum, his girlfriend, me. All of his want him to get a job, but he must be the one to decide.

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    Anonymous10 March 2010 at 08:30
    The words for today are:

    *Co-dependent

    *Enabler

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    Anonymous10 March 2010 at 09:10
    Tell his mother to stop feeding him. The pangs of hunger from an empty belly will soon drive him to employment. The longer you go on giving him money and buying him clothes, the less incentive he will have to get out of bed. It's nothing to do with gentle persuasion. - Ian

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    lance10 March 2010 at 09:37
    ASIA IN AUSTRALIA made several good points...farangs always bring our western values and expectations to their teen-friends. If you really want to observe thai slum life...then dont disrupt the naturalness with your values and cash gifts. Also by manipulating their behavior with cash or material gifts

    I would love to read the their honest spin on this....

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    Anonymous10 March 2010 at 15:29
    BKK's long-time loyal house-mate boy-friend's teeth need work.. lots of work.. and BKK is giving listless, unreliable and undeserving Ball 120 Baht to buy his dinner. Yesterday I got my comment deleted by BKK because I predicted that Ball might get and keep a job in some parallel universe.. but never in the one we're all living in. In less than 24 hours my prediction was proved true.. and BKK's comment that Ball's new job could be the start of a new adventure was no more than wishful thinking.

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  3. Bkkdreamer10 March 2010 at 17:08
    Anon: Why is everyone a closet shrink these days?

    Ian: Ball is a bad boy, even by his own admission. A few years ago, his mother spent B10,000 putting him through three different schools in the hope he would finish with a minimum leaving qualification.

    She failed, as he had long ago lost interest. The dye was probably set years ago, however, when he started bunking school. By the time he finshed school, he was a year or two older than everyone else, because he was held back so often.

    He is living in a slum environment, where some parents appear not to place a premium on learning. That said, I see many young men and women wandering through that area in school uniforms; presumably they are making a go of it, even though they, too, live in poor conditions.

    So, if he fails at these challenges simply because he's headstrong and naughty, what is the best way to deal with him...gentle persuasion? The carrot and stick approach? A combination?

    I am prepared to try any mix of these things, dependng on how much I have at stake. When he failed to turn up for a job I arranged for him at my work, I was furious, and he knew it. I am not sure it made much difference, as he refused to budge.

    When he failed to turn up to the security guard interview which his Mum arranged, I tried a gentler approach, as it wasn't my effort which had gone to waste in finding him work, but his mother's.

    His mother has ticked him off, and I am told his elder sister was even more blunt.

    If he has some people in his family putting the hard word on him, and others trying a kinder, gentler, approach occasionally, where's the harm?

    Once again, it may not work, in which case I'll have to think of something else. My own interests guide my response, which I think is only sensible.

    Lance: I rarely give cash gifts...mainly I have helped with clothes, and food.

    I stopped buying him clothes after he failed to turn up to the job I arranged for him.

    These days, I confine myself to buying an evening meal for him and his girlfriend, and usually then, only on my days off from work.

    I gave him the B120 the other day because I felt sorry for them. Their day out in town cost B600, a big chunk of that spent on transport.
    That's a lot of money for a young couple just scraping along.

    Anon: I deleted your first comment referring to the parallel universe, because it referred to a piece of wording in the post which I wanted to change.

    You reposted a second version, based on the reworked wording, which I kept (ie it was not deleted).

    Maiyuu has saved thousands of baht (he tells me) to get his dental work done, but won't make an appointment with the dentist.

    He keeps the money under lock and key in his room, though I have never seen it. For all I know, he could have a small fortune stashed away in there....who knows?

    I don't like the secrecy with which he conducts his financial affairs. If he wants to horde money, let him horde it. If he wants to put off his dental work in perpetuity, let him.

    However, I like the idea that he is saving money for his future, whether or not, in the end, it goes on teeth or something else.

    If I kick up a fuss about it, he may not do it.

    I try to enjoy the best parts of what my BF has to offer, while ignoring the rest. The same goes for my friends outside home.

    Maiyuu is the best of the lot I have met so far, luckily for me. But then we have put 10 years of work into adapting to each other's wants and needs, so it should be that way. hopefully he finds me bearable to live with, too.

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  4. Anonymous10 March 2010 at 17:41
    BKK why do you feel compelled to try to get Ball to do anything ? Why do you feel compelled to help him when he clearly won't help himself ? Why do you continue to rescue and reward him when that's exactly what allows him to continue his listless, unreliable and unproductive ways ? If you really want to help Ball.. let him go hungry. If you want to help Maiyuu.. take him to the Dentist.. in exactly the same way he takes you to the places you need to go.. and don't take 'no' or any excuse for a response.

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    Bkkdreamer10 March 2010 at 17:47
    Maiyuu doesn't take me anywhere. We are independent beings.

    Re the teeth, I say: Let him surprise me!

    One day I hope to come home with a surprise for him, too.

    'My company has agreed to pay a half-year bonus. Quick, get in that application for a passport. I want to take you overseas on a holiday.'

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    Anonymous10 March 2010 at 17:48
    Maiyu(as a home-maker), should be allowed to keep aside some money for his own future needs. Gay relationships can be quite unpredictable, and he could be at the losing end.

    Nanette.

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    Michael Lomker10 March 2010 at 18:30
    >should be allowed to keep aside some money for his own future needs

    If there's one thing you can't fault BKK with, it is being impractical. The Capricorn in me can certainly relate to the pragmatism.

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    hendrikbkk10 March 2010 at 19:01
    Some readers (mostly anonymous..) shower you with advice on how to live your life and how to (dis)continue with Ball, They are also strong on yr bf teeth for godsake! I will say: do what you think is right, that is afterall the reason we read your blog.
    Please continue with Saving Private Ball, it maybe not a blockbuster, but I enjoy the trip!

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    Bkkdreamer10 March 2010 at 19:26
    Michael: You are funny. Please visit more often!

    Hendrik: My readers let a mere B120 gift to Ball worry them, when much more enjoyable and interesting things are going on.

    Yes, Mr Ball has pulled out of two job offers. But if we are in these relationships for the long haul, we cannot judge people on the basis of such trifling matters.

    I still expect good things from my young man, and one day am determined he will find them. Just you wait!

    Re 'Saving Private Ball'...

    Terrific! I couldn't have come up with a better description of this saga myself. Thank you.

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