To the 15 year old son of a client who said to me "hey maid, grab me a Mountain Dew from the fridge", I'm not your fucking maid you spoiled little shit head, here's your drink.
To the client who whacked him in the back of the head with my dusting stick. I appreciate the sentiment I guess, but it's already hard enough for me to not judge you what with the Pearl's book on your night stand and the giant photo with the words "Train up a child in the way that he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it." Do not fucking use my cleaning tools as a weapon on your child. -_-
Why can't you people just leave when I'm cleaning like normal people do!? Ugh
To the client who whacked him in the back of the head with my dusting stick. I appreciate the sentiment I guess, but it's already hard enough for me to not judge you what with the Pearl's book on your night stand and the giant photo with the words "Train up a child in the way that he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it." Do not fucking use my cleaning tools as a weapon on your child. -_-
Why can't you people just leave when I'm cleaning like normal people do!? Ugh
