My mother’s stupid helper

You know, I’ve heard a lot of stories about helpers and maids, whatever you want to call them, but I don’t think I have actually met a more stupid maid as the one working for my Mother. My mother has never screamed so much in her life and just recently, I too, started screaming. And it takes a lot for me to ever scream at a maid. I have never done it before with any other maid. But this one…..well…..let’s just say, she knows how to pull the wrong strings ALL THE TIME.

When Lilis first arrived, she was a good worker. Clean, honest and willing to work. Her only problem was that she was slow and ignorant. Very slow. Meaning she took ONE HOUR to chop some vegetables (carrot, radish, onion, celery, tomato) for a pot of soup for 3 people. Can you believe it? It takes her 15 minutes to peel the carrot skin away!!! I do the whole process in 15 minutes.

So we kicked her ass a little and reminded her that she needed to learn how to work faster. She tried but till today, is still very slow. And because she is so darn slow, she hardly gets any time to rest. But her job is so easy, she is just so slow. She has to clean an apartment 0f 1500 square feet (sweep floor and wipe surfaces everyday which takes my Mother one hour, but her a few hours) and make my Mother’s breakfast 5 times a week comprising a cup of coffee and a sandwich. She only has to cook ONE meal or at most TWO a week, when we go over to visit my Mom. She has to do laundry (again, she takes half an hour to iron ONE shirt). And still, she is working non-stop. What a difference to an old maid my Mom had who finished her work so quick that she had so much time to watch Akademi Fantasia everyday.

Back to Lilis. She came not knowing what a refridgerator was, didn’t know how to open a car door, definitely didn’t know what a toaster, microwave, oven, hoover etc was. In her village, they had no appliances. Whatever food bought was finished within the day.

When I made her wash my curtains, she put the curtain hooks into the washing machine together with the curtains. When I told her to never re-freeze food after defrosting, she puts it right back into the freezer when all is not used. She mixes cocoa and Milo into the same container. She eats Panadol like drinking water. She has recently started lying out of fear and is becoming lazy and this has sent my Mother’s stress levels rocketing to Uranus.

Gosh, we can really feel the whole apartment vibrating when my Mother is on her way to space!! But believe you me, if you had to deal with this maid who is as dumb as rock, you would also start gettng stomach ulcers.

This morning, I asked her, “What happens when you take something out of the freezer? Is it hard or soft?”

Her reply, “Which one? Which one? I didn’t take.”

Then, “Any one. Don’t ask which one. I’m asking….if you take something out of the freezer, is it hard or soft??”

“Which one? Which one? I didn’t take.”

I repeated myself. “Any one, be it fish, soup, chicken, meat, whatever…..if you take it out of the freezer, is it hard or soft?”

“I didn’t take! I didn’t take!”

Fuck. Stupid or not?!

I took a deep breath. “Lilis, if you put your hand into a freezer and touch something inside, is it hard or soft?”

“Hard.”

Thank you, God. I continued, “OK. If you take that thing OUT of the freezer and leave it out for five hours, then is it hard or soft?”

“I didn’t take! Which one? Which one?”

“I didn’t say you took anything!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m just asking!!!!!!!!!!!! Will you please fucking listen???????????????????? If you take something out of the freezer and leave it out for a few hours, ANYTHING from the freezer, then will it become hard or soft?”

“Soft”

“OK. Once it is soft, then can you put it back into the freezer???”

“No. But I didn’t do it!!!”

Fuck.

“Yesterday, I told you that you need to cook this for so and so. If you don’t finish it to please put it back into the fridge. What did you do?”

“Oh…..you told me to put it in the freezer!!”

“I did not tell you to put it in the freezer. I told you to put it in the fridge. Things that come out of the freezer and have gone soft should never go back into the freezer!!!”

“Oh, it didn’t get soft. I just cut half and put it back into the freezer!!”

“But I told you to put in in the fridge!”

“Oh, I thought you said freezer!”

“Please open your ears!!! You do this ALL THE TIME!!! It doesn’t even make sense! Why would I ask you to put it in the freezer when I keep reminding you that concept of never putting soft thawed food into the freezer?!!”

By this time, I was already screaming.

Tell me your maid story.

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One thought on “My mother’s stupid helper

  1. OMG. I can so relate to you. My stupid one, come from some place called gunung kidul, kept telling me she did not know where the soup pot was (saya enggak tau, kelmarin, saya letak di sana. Saya enggak ambik, saya enggak ambik!) pot was supposed to be in the pot cabinet in wet kitchen

    then, she went around and found the pot inside a drawer in the dry kitchen, the one I used to put aluminium foils. When I shouted at her, and asked “siapa letak di sini??! kamu kata kamu letak di belakang?!!!” she started crying and replied:”saya lupak. Saya kan manusia.” In writing, such an incident seemed trivial, and I look like an asshole blowing my top like that.

    But she has been blur, forgetful, slow, bingung, since she came to our house 32 days ago. Every single day, she does something wrong despite being told to “ikut perintah.” when she first arrived, she even pissed in the toilet without closing the door! and I have a husband and 14 year old son. She claimed it was night time and she doubt anyone would be downstairs.

    That is not the point! No one in my house piss with the door open, you moron!

    Aaaagrh!

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