The cleaner
Being an expat in Albania means you have to accept certain unwritten rules. One such rule is that when you rent an apartment you must also employ their choosen cleaner. Usually the sister, mother ot aunt of the owner.
Now i dont want someone snooping round where i live and being in the army 8 years i learnt to clean almost everything you can imagine, as well as iron clothes to the highest level.
But no choice, i had to have one and its a pain in the butt.
She......
puts my trainers in the washing machine - ruined
Polishes my brown shoes black - if i wanted black i would have bought black.
Irons socks and boxers - why?
Then stcks them nicely in the drawer - i get pleasure in messing this up.
Spends more time talking to her friends about my lifestyle than she spends cleaning.
Watches tv - must remeber to change chanells before she arrives.
Has no set program - she wont turn up on a saturday morning again - she definately got the bigger suprise - did i really look that bad.
Borrows things - grrrrr
Cleans my office area (I work from home)- its not a mess thats just how i work.
I hid the office key from her - she looked so proud when she found it - it was NOT a game.
Throws away bits of paper on my desk - they were receipts woman.
Irons creases in my jeans - speechless
Places the bathroom mat just behind the door - how many times have i bumped my head now.
Puts things away - Mum is that u?
A totally useless journal, but as i sit here in my black (previously brown) shoes, creased jeans, shirt her son was kind enough to give back and of course my nicely ironed boxers, i just felt like it.
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