I let go of our housemaid / lavandera Minda this morning.
While I was having dinner tonight, Antonia kept on talking about her. She said Minda ran out of sanitary napkins and she cut the lower portion of three of the maid’s uniforms and used them as sanitary napkins. She then threw away the cut up blouses. I told Antonia why she didn’t inform me while Minda was still around. She said she didn’t want to be the one to tell me.
I told Antonia I could suspect her to be the one who cut the blouses. She said she couldn’t be because she’s menopause na daw. We’re missing many clothes. Maybe the maids threw away those they burned while ironing, or stained, or destroyed. Maybe they used our clothes as rags, towels for the dogs, and floor, and as un-sanitary napkins. Horrible.
So upsetting.
Hilarious! My husband thought I’m possessed as I was laughing out so loud (in my own little world, kids are all in bed, #metime). This story just made my night! Thank you ❤️