Keep Your Head In A Crisis

The water crisis is so bad that in the past month I've had water for only 5-6 days. Tops.

But I have never ever queued for the water tanker downstairs.

Never.

Until today.

As I was standing in line I couldn't help but notice what my fellow residents brought along to the get their water.

The majority brought their jerry cans. These came in various shapes and sizes but most brought either the 18-litre or 25-litre variant.

The more resourceful ones brought along trolleys with water barrels.

Me? 

I brought my tiny blue pail.

I swear sometimes I'm so macho I want to cry.