Wednesday, July 25, 2007
The Cheap Maid
There's no need to even say a word. This post from a maid service customer says it all.
It’s not just that I’m fundamentally against a perfect stranger going through my most personal things but also that I resent the colonialist aspect of paying someone to clean my house. That said, those of us with office jobs have better things to do than mop the marble tiles, bleach the bath tub or dust the oak furniture twice a week, because god forbid someone visits you and the place is not impeccable! So, my mixed feelings about cleaning ladies are something I usually keep to myself when I’m in Santo Domingo; since it’s no secret that anybody who can afford the cheap labor here has one. But there are a few things I’ll write about today that drive me absolutely crazy.
Waiting for the cleaning lady: so obviously you’re not going to give a perfect stranger the keys to your house, but trying to guess what time they’re coming when they have no phone is insufferable. And god forbid you happen to be out when they finally arrive! If they are kind enough to wait, you won’t hear the end of it until they’re gone for the day.
Feeding the cleaning lady: but what really kills me is that one is somehow responsible for feeding the cleaning lady, as if for some reason I’m completely missing they can’t feed themselves. So, if you don’t happen to buy food for her, she’ll have to stop the cleaning so she can cook and god forbid you forget to tell her that of course she is welcome to use anything and everything she can find to cook with: she’ll starve to death and then tell your sister.
The cleaning supplies: each cleaning lady has her supplies she’s comfortable cleaning with. God forbid you don’t buy the right brand of detergent or bleach: she’ll blame you for the cleaning not being as good and tell your sister.
The water all over the floor: yes, this is the Caribbean, so we have tile floors, which need sweeping and mopping but for crying out loud why do we need to “echar agua” twice a week?!! Something about not being able to walk around the house because the whole place is flooded with water from the cleaning lady puts me in a pissy mood.
The common sense, or should I say, lack of: really lady, lots of problems do get solved by just mentioning them to me. For example, if you have to take the day off to go register your kid in school I really do understand. You don’t have to get here late and keep me waiting, then show up with your kid, aggravating the “strangers in my house” factor, and then complain to yourself out loud that you couldn’t register the kid and that you won’t be able to because you won’t finish cleaning before 3:00 p.m. I really could care less if you clean the house Friday or Saturday, just go register your child for crying out loud!
Well, maybe I'll say one thing. Notice the this customer mentions that his maid is cheap labor. You better be willing to accept problems if you're hiring a maid simply because she's cheap.
You get what you pay for.