There's a woman cleaning the apartment right now.
So of course you're wondering why William has a cleaning woman. And i admit it's far from my usual style. but H doesn't exactly crave dust in the corners or mold in the bathroom the way i do.
And there's no point in squabbling over $2.25/hr for someone to come in. Note that this rate is substantially more than the $1.40 that most BJ cleaning women scrape for.
Still, i admit i have to swallow some self-righteous pride to have someone else come in to clean up my shit.
And anyways our neighbours/coworkers signed up w/ the same cleaners.
But they weren't happy w/ their cleaning woman. "I won't pay $2.25 for that substandard service!"
So they got a new one in today, the same time ours comes.
I only learned of this when H asked me to be around to let in the new woman to try her out. Ok, fine.
So i let her in. And she scrubs away.
But then the old cleaning woman walks in w/ her bucket and scrubbers, only to find she's been replaced. Ha! That's what she gets for giving substandard service. Except that as far as H and i were concerned, she did a great job. And was nice. So it was completely fucking uncomfortable for me to frantically and unsuccessfully attempt communicating to her that i thought she'd been informed not to come, and that maybe she can come back next week, and maybe we can call or something or something. Fuck. i don't think she got a word of what i said but left, refusing any money from me.
[apparently her company had been informed she wasn't req'd today, but she never got the msg]
And now some other woman is now wiping behind our toilet, pbly doing a friendly, great, and underpaid job. Jesus.