Friday, April 25, 2008

Oh crap

I came home late last night and found this awesome note.





It's from my house cleaner. The note reads, "You need a good plunger for your bathroom."


It's not a random idea. Like, you should get a garden hose. But she writes it like a suggestion. Like, here's an idea. She left out the part where my personal master potty is totally clogged with her poop. (Yes, mine. So this leaves me to think, she regularly poops in my potty. Not the guest one. Mine. Yes this bothers me.)


So last night, I try to pee, notice all the waters gone from the toilet, but so I'm so tired, I just flush not thinking. Floods everywhere.





Come on! What person clogs up a potty, and doesn't run out that minute to buy a plunger and fix the problem. She had time! That wasn't the issue!


Maybe she was proud?