Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Toilet Paper

Why is it that one of the most inexpensive items in your home is the cause of much angst... and jovial conversation?
Let me begin by talking about our cleaning lady. She is wonderful. I love her. She does a great job, always shows up when she is supposed to, picks up all of our "donations" (hand me downs, etc.) and takes a personal check if I forget to get her cash in advance. (She is legal, but probably evades the tax man. Hey - if i could, I would.) And I repeat. She is wonderful.
However, each week when she comes, there is always something that we can't find. I have always told the kids, don't leave it out and she won't have to put it up. Dishes are frequently in different places. Clothes may be put in the wrong closet. Stuff like that. Nothing big. You have to look at it like a game... security badge, security badge, if I were the cleaning lady, where would I put you?
This morning, I had gotten ready for work and packed all of Kenzie's bottles etc, for daycare. For the next 2 weeks, I am to take Kenzie to daycare in the morning, Chad will take Cutter, and then I will pick them both up in the evening. Chad is attending a training class held offsite, so we won't be carpooling. Chad had gotten up when I started packing the car. I wasn't paying much attention until I found him in the utility room poking around in the dark.
Me: "What are you doing?"
Chad: "Uh, looking for toilet paper."
Me: "Why?"
Chad: stupid look
Me: "There is plenty in the bathroom."
Chad: "No there's not."
Me: thinking in my head - well, if there weren't so many Cabela's catalogs...then I start laughing.
Me: "Did you look on the back of the toilet?"
Chad: "No, the spare rolls of TP should be in the basket. They were no where in the bathroom."
Me: "Did you look on the back of the toilet?" Laughing out loud this time
Chad: stupid look "Why would they be there?"
Me: Shrugged my shoulders. The Cleaning Lady moved them. Still laughing. I walked into the bathroom and showed him at least 2 mega rolls of toilet paper.
Chad: "Kiss my a**."
How is that men that STAND to pee facing the back of the toilet don't see what is there? Potpourri, room spray, and spare toilet paper. You would think, they, of anyone out there would notice. If it had been a snake it would have bitten him.

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