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There is a special type of thermos used, the most expensive kind on the market. One day while cleaning the thermoses I noticed the cap has two parts. No one ever actually took the two pieces apart. So I struggled for awhile and finally unscrewed one. They were really stuck together. Inside the cap was scum that had been their for who knows how long. I am talking about the grossest scum, dead rotting food stuck in the cap. Every singe thermos had the same crap inside. So for years he was served in these thermoses that were completely contaminated with rotten food. It smelled so bad I had to cover my nose.
It was so outrageous the cooks kept it a secret and did not tell Siddha.
I wonder if that got forgotten when new cooks came in and if they are not still sending up those contaminated thermoses everyday
:lol: That is absolutely hilarious!! I say it is bad karma for making people eat his toenails and drink his dirty footwater.
So he can see our true selves huh but he can't even see what is in his own thermos :roll: :lol:
I heard a story once that he called up the kitchen one day and asked if anyone had been using paper towel to dry his dishes and when he was told yes he announced they were all sacked and to get out - apparently because his dishes are only suppossed to be air dried, anything else is just not hygenic.
Another story I heard about his kitchen was that there was a disciple that was apparently very bad tempered and was working there as a cook. His wife was also working in the kitchen and they would get into domestics and he would yell and throw stuff at her in temper. Apparently Siddha heard of this and called up and announced this person should be sacked, but when he realised their skill he suddenly changed his mind and reversed his decision.
[b:6a41fbf24c]Here's another story :[/b:6a41fbf24c][/size:6a41fbf24c]
Someone I know very well has told me the following and I am sure that others can possibly verify this..
During the years 1993 and 1994 for at least 12 months some of the younger students especially were employed in Siddha's service in the interestingly titled position of [b:6a41fbf24c]'air sniffers'[/b:6a41fbf24c]
Their job was to stand upwind of Siddha's abode and sniff the air for signs of pollutants such as smoke or perhaps car fumes etc.
Presumably there was no attempt to combat the offending odour, rather the most likely occurence would be to initiate the energy guzzling air filtration system.
His house on the Gold Coast was under 24 hour air sniffing patrol and the young students involved kept a week long roster system. Though there was much prestige attatched to this highly elevated position I am not sad that I was not offerred the opportunity. Some of the young guys rode a two hour return trip on their pushbikes, often returning home very late at night or in the early hours of the morning.
The same thing occurred before Siddha graced us with his prescence at gatherings. Anyone who still remained ignorant of the fact we weren't allowed to use scented toiletries such as shampoos were asked to stand away from the back of the marquee due to Siddha's high chemical intolerance. Still one of the younger students was required to stand 200 feet up the beach for the entire time Siddha was present on sniff patrol.
I wonder if they were duly compensated with ear wax and toe nails.
[b:6a41fbf24c]If Siddha is reading this it looks like a new position has just opened up for thermos sniffers![/b:6a41fbf24c]