FRUSTRATED HOUSEHELP (PHOTO COURTESY)
Dear Boss,
When you employed me you trusted me to take care of your wonderful home; from cleaning to cooking to taking care of your little ones. In this heartfelt letter I’d like to let you know of a few things; let’s term it as a little bit of housekeeping.
I am here to work, please do not involve me in your family drama. I’m neither your family’s therapist nor your marriage counselor. I’m only getting paid to take care of your house and kids. Any other extracurricular activity is none of my business.
Please do not make me your children’s teacher. If you want me to be a part-time teacher to your kids, kindly pay me well and I’ll gladly do it. I have to pretend that I’m illiterate to avoid being your kid’s part-time teacher. Also, learn to manage your households, house helps are neither angels nor magicians to keep everything spotless.
To my female boss, kindly have time for your husband and listen to them. I am not responsible for what happens then you’ll end up firing me.
Additionally, when you fight with your spouse do not transfer your anger and frustrations to me. You aren’t talking to me yet you leave the kids with me?
To the pastor couple I work for, continue with the Lord’s work. You keep me entertained when you gossip about your congregants. The sugar in your tea is enough to keep me going.
Your kids are badly behaved; train your kids on how to communicate properly with decorum and respect. I advocate for spanking, but you know better as a parent. These aren’t our bosses, a session on the concept of boundaries would do wonders trust me.
Boss, why aren’t you spending time with your kids? I’m a househelp and I can’t step into the shoes of a parent.
Madam, you employed me to work for you. I know my duties and responsibilities including my boundaries and limits in your home. Stop accusing me of having an affair with your husband. You leave your house and then I’ll remain with the kids in the same house with the husband you accused me of having an affair with?
Thank you to my ex-employer for being sweet and kind to me. You helped me get on my feet, you allowed me to attend computer college while working for you, got a job, and even got her another househelp while I still lived with you. You were truly God-sent, thank you.
To my male boss, I’m neither your second wife nor side chick. I left my village to make ends meet to fnd for my family. This sense of entitlement should stop.
My dear lovely boss, please make your bed, wash your innerwear, and wash the bedding that you use with your spouse. Moreover, teach your teenage kids basic hygiene like washing their underwear, and girls how to maintain hygiene during their menses.
I understand the pressure that comes with having guests coming over. You do not have to shout at me and reprimand me.
Lastly, I’m a human made of flesh and bones. I require rest. Even the beasts of burden take time to rest. Allow me to rest, you don’t have to make me wash the roof when you see me resting. I’m entitled to having my leave days and a decent payment.
Yours Truly,
The Househelp
