The idea is to try and find clothes stashed away in my cupboard. Since I’m very untidy I try to make a deal with the young one to help me tidy the mess. But she has other plans and leaves me to get on with the darn chore. I start with the folding and settle them in neat piles. This goes on for a couple of hours, days even but I’m bored! Why did I even bother, I chastise myself, because I know by the end of the week mayhem will unfold once again! Perhaps I should have agreed to the terms laid down by the pipsqueak. So I try in my ‘humblest’ voice and request her assistance, but she’s way too smart this one. Her demands have skyrocketed.
“Forget it!” I tell her.
“Whatever. You wanted help and now you crib.”
“Sweetheart I do want your help, but please be reasonable?”
“Pfftt!”
“Now that’s rude! I’m trying to negotiate a reasonable offer here…”
“You call 200 bucks a good offer? No way! Have you seen what I have to do?”
“Yeah I know and because you are so good at it I’m asking and offering to pay you a summer bonus during your holidays!”
“Come on, you can improve the offer. Just think it over and let me know. You know where to reach me.”
“Ok I’ll throw in another fifty.”
“Best you can do?”
“Yeah I think so.”
“Hmm let me think this over. I will get back to you soon.”
After a couple of days she gets back with this sweet-terse nonsense
“I like what you are offering but fifty doesn't cut it. If you can increase it to 100 then we have a deal.”
Bristling at this ‘angelic’ business girl, I nearly give in but hear myself saying
“I need to think it over. Give me time, I will get back!”
“Huh!?”
“Way too high for this simple chore!”
“Simple? You call tidying your cupboard simple? Have you even seen it?”
“Why yes Missy I have! This is the best that I can offer, take it or leave it!”
“Pffftt………”
“Whatever! I can get the cupboard tidy even if it takes me a while. I was just trying to be nice and give you some extra notes … but your arm twisting isn’t helping. The deal is off the table!”
“275?”
“No way. 200 and that’s that!”
“Let’s sign on 250 and you’ve got yourself a deal!”
So we shake on it and she’s starts… It’s been a week… but she can’t take anymore… too much of an ordeal she claims. Don’t need the cash… Blah blah…
“Chip of the ole aunt eh?” I ask.
“Nope, I’ve just beaten you at your game…!”
Pffffffffft!
“Forget it!” I tell her.
“Whatever. You wanted help and now you crib.”
“Sweetheart I do want your help, but please be reasonable?”
“Pfftt!”
“Now that’s rude! I’m trying to negotiate a reasonable offer here…”
“You call 200 bucks a good offer? No way! Have you seen what I have to do?”
“Yeah I know and because you are so good at it I’m asking and offering to pay you a summer bonus during your holidays!”
“Come on, you can improve the offer. Just think it over and let me know. You know where to reach me.”
“Ok I’ll throw in another fifty.”
“Best you can do?”
“Yeah I think so.”
“Hmm let me think this over. I will get back to you soon.”
After a couple of days she gets back with this sweet-terse nonsense
“I like what you are offering but fifty doesn't cut it. If you can increase it to 100 then we have a deal.”
Bristling at this ‘angelic’ business girl, I nearly give in but hear myself saying
“I need to think it over. Give me time, I will get back!”
“Huh!?”
“Way too high for this simple chore!”
“Simple? You call tidying your cupboard simple? Have you even seen it?”
“Why yes Missy I have! This is the best that I can offer, take it or leave it!”
“Pffftt………”
“Whatever! I can get the cupboard tidy even if it takes me a while. I was just trying to be nice and give you some extra notes … but your arm twisting isn’t helping. The deal is off the table!”
“275?”
“No way. 200 and that’s that!”
“Let’s sign on 250 and you’ve got yourself a deal!”
So we shake on it and she’s starts… It’s been a week… but she can’t take anymore… too much of an ordeal she claims. Don’t need the cash… Blah blah…
“Chip of the ole aunt eh?” I ask.
“Nope, I’ve just beaten you at your game…!”
Pffffffffft!
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