My story - I received a message from the maid, (which is kind given the fact that most of them don’t even bother to), but why didn’t she think of calling the previous day, I wondered. Some of her excuses are so weird that I want to scream, but remained staccato for fear of being maidless (for want of a better word). Her reason this time was an illness that manifested overnight. I guess it is because she was pulled up for something she did and decided to teach me a lesson. Her message was clipped stating that she would not be coming for a fortnight, give or take. I did not reply. What is the point, was the point, she would not have answered or I would have received a lame ass excuse.
Before you guys get all gung-ho about my attitude, let me tell you that I am all for equality in rank. I am not higher than her, I believe in maintaining a civil and comfortable relationship that drudgery does not set in. The annoying part is that we helped her with her never-ending stories of woe, but because of her surly behavior refrained, for a couple of weeks. Given the fact that she is quite the liar, has thieved often proves that I actually let her get away. So my cries and chants of her being the bad guy, though it still remains on point is also probably my fault. If I had cut her down to size at the get, or paid more attention to the numerous articles that did the disappearing act and returned, I would not be cribbing.
Today, after a few days have gone by without the help, who has been helpful, I give you that, sans a number of facts, I realize that I can manage without her, thank you very much. It is difficult I concede, but who is indispensable anyway? Right or right. Don’t get me wrong darlings, I am thankful for all her work, but at the end of the day, I cannot be taken for a ride. Not because she took time off for some shitty reason, but because it was bound to end at some point in time. By giving into her greed and highhanded ways, she has lost out on a family who stood by her, helped her in more ways than the bucks she desired. At this point in time, I say thanks for the good deeds, I hope I forget the bad.
It is the end of a long chapter lady. I hope that you get what your heart desires. I wish you well, I accept my foibles but you need to accept yours as well. Goodbye and good luck!
Sigh, deep sigh, tired sigh, relieved sigh, sigh, and tired sigh.
Sigh.
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