DIARY OF A Bosnian – FLORIDA
12. May
We arrived to Florida. We moved into our new house. This is great, it has all the comfort, and of course, a pool. It’s so warm and pleasant here. I’ve already forgotten Canada. I love Florida.
20. May
People here are incredibly nice and always smile. Florida is really interesting and has lots of interesting animals. It’s really nice and warm. I’ve really warmed up from that Canada. I really like Florida a lot.
12. June
We’ve been here for a month now, the weather is always hot and really humid. Good thing we have air-conditioning. Neighbor told me they serve a good alligator in a restaurant near by. How can people eat these animals, which come from the time of dinosaurs. I just cannot understand. We saw a lot of things in Florida, it’s really interesting. I love you so much, Florida.
30. June
Since the time we arrived the weather is almost unchanged. It’s always hot and now it’s a little too humid. But air-conditioning in the house and the car works great. At night we’re only bothered by mosquitoes, which there are a lot of in this time of year. I met some new neighbors today as well – people in Florida are really nice.
18. July
Incredible heat and nearly 100% humidity. For the weekend we’re going to the shore. Hoping for a good time.
20. July
What a night. Fata (his wife) accidentally left a window open in the hotel room. We were almost eaten alive by those damn mosquitoes. When we wanted to go back home, found out somebody stole our car. So we had to drive 100 miles by taxi. Negro taxi driver was always all smiley-smiley, somehow I was left under the impression that he was the one who stole our car. Some crime here in Florida.
21. July
After returning home, took a cab again to work, somehow it looks like I’m working only to pay the damn taxi drivers. At the workplace my boss told me that I’m not smiling enough, but how do I explain to him that I haven’t had any shut eye from those damn mosquitoes, let alone mention the stolen car. Incredible heat.
30. July
Heat wave is at its maximum, and the air-conditioner broke. And with all these mosquitoes, the only thing that keeps me going now is a morning swim. So when I was just about to throw myself into the pool I saw a 3m long alligator it it! Just my luck, and the last thing I ever needed – so I quickly call the police and ask to do. They say to just leave him alone, and he’ll eventually go from where he came. I think I’ll go insane.
31. July
Already an incredible morning heat. At work I am again like beaten. My boss, that asshole, says that I’m not smiling enough and that that’s not good for our clients. Fuck him and the clients.
1. August
Intense heat. Second day without an air-conditioner which means second day without sleep. Everything will burn. There’s just more and more mosquitoes. The 3m grumpy is still camping in my pool. I tell the story to the neighbor, and he just laughs, just like always, prick…
Motherfucker!
2. August
Sigh, could not believe that someone finally came to fix the damn conditioner. And the nigger that came instead of doing the conditioner does my daughter. Police only said that we should be more careful, and they probably will never be able to catch the black man because they all look the same. It’s hot like in hell here. Fucking Florida.
12. August
I cannot comprehend this heat. Here we are, still hot like in hell. My boss kicked me out all with a smile on his face – says the clients were unhappy because I didn’t smile enough. So I’m left jobless – and I go to a pub to get drunk. Tell my story, and everybody laughs at my expense, especially a cop who then arrests me and slams to a cell to sober up – not to mention forces me to pay a $3000 fine… I fucking hate Florida, cursed it be.
13. August
God what intense heat. So I’m coming home from the slammer, without a car, job, and without a cent. I hate taxi drivers. All drive around with a smile on their face, and the way I met one and he tells me Mitch is coming. When I finally got home, I lay there – still without an air-conditioner might I add – to think about everything. All of a sudden the wind starts gushing and the house doesn’t have a roof anymore… Minute or two later there’s no more house either… Eventually the wind calmed down – and I’m left with nothing aside the alligator that remained in my pool. Why wasn’t he eaten it that damn restaurant….
And so when everything settled, neighbors start returning and with the smile on their face they tell me I was lucky that I have survived hurricane Mitch. Again, the heat is just like before, and now I haven’t got a single thing. I fucking hate Florida, I’m moving out of here.
Where will I go this time I will not say…
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