Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Ode to my Maid

Her name is J.N. or J.U. She comes to my house twice a week, but I have never seen her. I am not sure if she can read, as she seems to check random boxes in the cleaning report. She is short, and has long black hair which occasionally falls out. She cleans my dishes, even though it's not on her job list, leaving me to do them but weekly. I will not clean a toilet for 10 months, I do not own cleaning supplies. She is part of my rent, since as an Ang Mo I do not know how to fend against the mould, mildew and monsters that can grow.

When I first got here, I left my jewelry in a tangled pile on my dresser. Here is what J. did with that: