Sunday, December 22

Folding Lady






My lack of ability as a cleaning lady has selected out a very particular sort of clientele, such as elderly people who do their own cleaning (see previous post) but want someone to come by once a week to check that they are still alive then help them turn on the computer and reach down a jar of pickles.

A woman with aspergers syndrome texts me once every couple of months. A large portion of her tiny flat is taken up with enormous recycling bins that separate glass, cardboard and plastic. When they are full she starts piling boxes and tins on top of the bins. At the point that she fears getting trapped underneath an avalanche she sends a text in a state of panic about the situation. Cardboard boxes in need of flattening occupy the sofa and the bathroom contains a large bucket full of cardboard loo roll inners. Somehow she can cope with her other rubbish but not this ... this needy waste. The other issue here are the clothes racks which tower like pylons behind the sofa and in front of the tv, piled with clean laundry, it just needs folding - and folding is something she can’t do.

4 comments:

  1. I like flattening cardboard boxes and folding laundry! Do you need an assistant?

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    1. it would be much more fun with an assistant - come over!

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  2. Why did this scare me so much? Perhaps because I am in danger of becoming such a person! It's the books. They are supposed to live in cupboards, but they keep creeping out...and redistributing themselves...
    Can I text you?

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    1. Stuff has a life of it's own - books are the worst I'm afraid your situation may be unfixable

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