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Today was quite an eventful day... I had a tour scheduled with a family of 5. The husband and wife Mr. and Mrs. Das were so immature they were like siblings. The kids were more behaved than the parents. Mr.Das was a really nice guy, but Mr.Das isn't. Mrs. Das is a selfish, self-centered, Spoiled person. She was being very flirty with me at the start of the tour, Listening to me rant about my job as an assistant. She told me her Big secret, that the oldest boy, Bobby, isn't even Mr.Das' Son! She Cheated on her husband with a friend who got her pregnant. After she told me that, I think she thought I was judging her and she got out of the car mad. She left a trail of puffed rice outside for the monkeys to eat, Which got her son attacked by the monkeys.

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Mr. Das is quite a nonchalant, polite person.  He asked me if doing these tours every day gets boring. I told him "No, I actually look forward to it"  I told him that the sun palace was my favorite place to go and do tours. These tours are when I really feel at peace from the real world. I feel like it's just me and the tourists in the whole world. The sun palace has to be my favorite place to go during tours, Its just so beautiful. I remember the first time I went to the sun palace. I think I cried.

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Mrs. Das asked about my other job once I mentioned it. I told him I worked at a doctor's office as a Interpreter. Personally, I don't mind working there, I honestly have no real opinion. Everyday there is a new person with new symptoms and a new condition. It feels pointless to interpret what they are saying sometimes. We sit in a bland office space with a desk that's too small to fit his assistant and I at the same time. We have to wear these scratchy scrubs. There are so many downsides to this job but I need the money, So I deal with it.

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I had an insight today...I was waiting on the Das family to get ready for their tour. While they were doing whatever they were doing. I was thinking about my  situations in life. Honestly I was thinking that my life really isn't that bad as some other people in the world. Yes, I've had horrible situations happen to me like my son dying, and that situation with my wife. I have had less of those times than other people who have had family members murdered, and have been homeless. I have a job, I have enough money to live off of. I'm comfortable at the point I'm at in life.

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I just remembered that Mrs. Das gave me her phone number and address after the tour to keep in contact. After much consideration, I've decided not to try and keep in contact with Mrs. Das. I was in the middle of writing her a letter when I changed my mind. After those secrets that she told me today, I don't think I can trust her to tell the truth and be faithful to Mr. Das. She had given me her phone number and her address if I wanted to send her a letter or 2. She told me to shoot her a letter one of these days after we finished the tour. I honestly lost the paper with her information on it. I think I threw it away without noticing it, but it's okay because I wasn't going to use it anyway.