The pretty Chinese customer-mistress oozes contempt for me
as she orders me in her broken English to lickshine her sneakers:
‘You lick Mei Lin shoe. You clean. You a dirty slave. You
obey miss Mei Lin!’
‘Yes, mistress Mei Lin. At once, mistress Mei Lin madam.’
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| To many, she's just an everyday-looking Chinese girl |
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| But to me she's an oriental goddess who, quite rightly, oozes contempt for me - her local public footslave |
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| ‘You lick Mei Lin shoe. You clean. You a dirty slave. You obey miss Mei Lin!’ |
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| ‘Yes, mistress Mei Lin. At once, mistress Mei Lin madam.’ |
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| She studiously ignores me once she has barked her Chinese orders down at me |
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| Meaning I can focus on getting all the street grime and dirt off her shoes... |
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| ...and into my menial mouth |
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| I admire her bright, white socks, glistening in the afternoon sunshine |
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| A shoeshine in the sunshine |
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| What more could a girl ask for? |
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| She continues to ignore me... |
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| ...casually switching her white-sneakered feet in front of my face... |
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| ...before, finally, she inspects my tongue-work... |
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| ...and then strides off... |
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| ...leaving me to rot in the dirt behind her |
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| To my eternal shame, the soles of her sneakers are still dirty! |