Please, I beg you, do not judge me!!! I am coming out. I have someone come in and clean my house once a month. I just can’t keep up with it all. It is just too flippin’ much. The Big Guy decided that we should go ahead with this service a few months ago. He witnessed one too many breakdowns. Is a dirty floor really worth tears?
Two weeks ago my cleaner asked if they could come more often. Well, if the price is going to stay the same, why the hell not. However real life means that the cost would double. I am the one paying for this service, right? She aggressively told me and The Big Guy that our house was soooo dirty. There is too much dog hair, we do have three mongrels. Then she followed it up with saying The Tribe’s bathroom was like uncharted territory, you never know what to expect. How damn rude! Again, I will say it, I am the one paying for this service, right?
I am a bit OCD and I know my house is not the most horrible one on the block. Although, she said our house was the one she dreaded coming to. Yeah, we finally beat those damn neighbors at something! I will have to high five The Big Guy later. I didn’t say a whole lot back to her, she is a little over the top. Of course, upset that the house cleaner no longer liked me, I decided that I would be a better housekeeper and spot clean more often. Anything to make the bitchy ass lady that gets paid by me to do her job happy.
Now, after coming to my senses, I have decided screw her. Yeah, I said it. And it kind of felt good. I will not be bullied by my house cleaner anymore. I will not give her anymore money than I already do and I will look at my filthy house with pride. Damn it, it’s mine! If she doesn’t like it, I will have The Big Guy take her call and hide in the other room. LOL!!!!
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3 Responses to “I Just Want To Be Liked”
WOW! The nerve of that lady! No one faults you for having a cleaning lady (I desperately need one too, as well as a personal chef - that’s my dream). But you shouldn’t have to put up with such rudeness. I’m one of those people who can never think of a witty comeback while in the moment, and instead I run off and hide and . . . sometimes cry! You and I sound a lot alike - LOL!
Perhaps another housekeeper is in order! I can’t believe she would talk to you that way, and that you remained calm while in her presence. If it were me, I would have broken down in tears and told her where to shove her dust rag!
Good Lord who does she think she is??? I am so glad you are not going to use her anymore. I have never heard of anything like this before. Does she think all she’s supposed to do is come in with a dust rag and wash a couple of dishes or something??