Said Like It Is!

Ok, today, I saw he most grotesque thing in my house....,

Lemmi just start from the beggining. I got myself a househelp from Kitale. I'l save you the details of getting her here for some day soon. That's not the issue. I have to teach her to switch on the lights, let alone flush the toilet and use toilet paper, after toiletting, Oh, and sit but not stand on the toilet seat.That's no issue. I'm really patient since, non of us was born knowing anything. We were all taught, or saw from somewhere. And right now, we cant say we know everything either. But I believe in asking.

The issue is, This morning, I decided since it is Saturday, and i aint going nowhere, we might as well do general cleaning, to this house which's got dust, you'd plant crops and they grow. As she was dusting, i was busy cleaning the bathroom/toilet. I kept wondering where the poo stench is coming from, even after frantically flushing the toilet severally, and spraying the freshener, and almost a half bottle of harpic had vanished in the toilet bowl.

I got the broom, so to sweep down the water. The smell intensified. Thank God for cleaning gloves, coz looking at the broom handle, I don know how it landed outside my house. The handle was all smeared with poo, and stinking to high heavens. I was sick like 4 times before I lost count.

You're asking what I did with or to her afterwards?... Am not so violent...

I called her to the bathroom, showed her how to clean the toilet again using all those disinfectants, and a toilet brush and told her, that sometimes poo refuses to go even if you flash severally, and thus fetch water from the tap into the bucket and pour int the toilet, and not use the broom handle. Then I told her to get the broom, lying on the corridor outside and take it to the bins, for collection by the gabbage collectors. She was very receptive, and did just that. {whoa!! Lord have mercy}

My gloves are well soaked in dettol, and soap, an am hoping to use them as soon as the smell of poo leaves my nose, and I don get sick when I see the damned gloves...

Am praying for a less grotesque weekend. But how worse could it get anyway?.. {uuh... Lord have mercy....}