While I appreciate your cleaning my house last week because I'm apparently too busy to do it myself, I would like to take this moment to respond to the cleaning supply list that you left on my counter:
- Soft scrub for showers. We already have a shower cleaner. You'll need to use that until we run out. Even then, I'm buying generic. Request denied.
- Clorox disinfectant. We've had that in the house and have since run out. I'll approve that one.
- Pledge. We have a full can of the generic Pledge. You'll need to get used to the fact that I'm frugal, if not cheap, and will not buy you brand name products just because you ask for them. Request Denied.
- Some floor cleaner for bathrooms. You used up the bottle I had. I guess I'll have to buy another but you can bet your ass it will be generic.
- Swifter (for dusting). Bite me. I use microfiber cloths with the generic dusting spray. I will not support your Swifter habit. Request Denied.
- Paper Towels. It is more economical to use napkins for my family so we do not buy paper towels and napkins. We economize. I don't care if they're 2 cents, you're not getting them. Request Denied.
Ms. Cleaning Lady. You may think I'm some rich bitch snob who finds cleaning beneath her. You would be wrong. My husband hired you because I am utterly exhausted at the end of my up at 4:30 a.m., 60-minute commute, sit all day behind a computer and then come home, make dinner, help with homework, do dishes, work out, make lunches for the following day, and write for three-plus websites day. Somewhere in there, cleaning has to take a backseat and since no one in my house except for me gives two shits about putting in the hard work necessary to keep a house clean, then guess what, you were called.
So guess what, Ms. Cleaning Lady: You can go fuck yourself and your I-want-brand-names-only cleaning supplies. I already deal with a laundry list of "I wants" and "I gotta haves" from numerous people in my life. I will NOT put up with it from you.