Monday, March 19, 2012

The Sharp Tongued Rose

I must take some time to tell you about my house help. She comes in once a week and cleans the house, does the laundry, cooks chapos (I love chaps (- double entendre .. what do you know!)) & irons. Bless her heart she is hard working but she is the most opinionated person I know. I really wonder what happened to the days when employers were feared and revered?

Her oddities include:

1. I don't have a soap dish since my last help the-butter-fingered-one broke it. Rose (real name) gives a heavy sigh whenever she's passing by the bathroom and asks why I just don't buy another one. So much so, I actually bought one today. Is that what life with a nagging wife is like?!

2. Rose has made it very clear that her working conditions leave a lot to be desired and she has half a mind to go the KBC way and march on the street demanding better working conditions. 'Why?' you might ask? Because apparently the numerous buckets I have and have used without trouble are apparently too small. When really shall I make that little investment in a big basin?

3. She let me know that if I must insist on leaving my key with the watchman (who is another guy with a story of his own) she just couldn't work for me. And she was dead serious. They'd had their differences in the past so at what passes for an interview, she put that as her minimum requirement, right up there with pay negotiations.

4. Rose thinks I cook well (she eats what's in the fridge on her day in) but my food leans too much to Indian cuisine which is great but just not African.

5. One day when I told her that she need not iron my beddings (since I just don't understand why people do that) she informed me that I might just get lucky (meaning a man may come visit my bed) and its always good to be prepared.

Here's to Rose!

12 comments:

  1. Hahahahaha.... Brilliant!

    Are you sure Rose doesn't have shares? She prepares your bed, just in case? I think I love her!

    Lakini, I'm with you on the ironing sheets story, makes no sense to me...

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    1. I've told her 13,000 times to leave the bed sheets alone .. walk away just walk away. She stubbornly refuses to let them be. I think deep down she's sure that her ironing ways will pay off and land me a man! :-)

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    2. Just a quick heads up, I'm about to start stalking you again in search of a post. :-)

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    3. And I see this now ... Must be that universe stars aligned thing :-)

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  2. Hahaha!!! Ati she irons just in case a visitor comes? I'm sure she secretly prays for you that's why she works so hard to get you prepared. Bless her heart indeed.

    She sounds more like a mother to you. Lol!! All those instructions...

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  3. hahaha! I like Rose already despite her nagging ways. I have a sneaky feeling if you weren't the cooking type, she'd go right ahead and demand that you should try to be one. Y'know, just so you land a man. :-)

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    1. There's a day when we had a conversation when she stared at me with big eyes asking how anyone could possibly live alone ... *sigh*

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  4. Hahaha... She's in the right 'profession' and loves her work...

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    1. Wonder if I should try any of her antiques on my boss ..

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  5. I'll never understand the ironing bedsheets thing. Unless you want to warm them just before jumping in. But ironing for storage?

    My housie will not wash my grafitti tee because apparently among the many vague images it has an imprint of sijui the Star of who. It does not sit well with her religious beliefs.

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    1. What if paying for work not done did not sit well with your capitalist beliefs?

      I'm just saying ...

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