A Week in Hell (....or close to it)

It has taken me one week to get over the ordeal that was house management! I was forced into being house manager with this really annoying girl whose name shall be, for the purpose of this post, Anahsohs. (I can't have Shoshana find out I am talking crap about her in my blog!) Well anyways being house manager with her was so bad because Anahsohs made me wash and dry the dishes so many times during the week that I needed both hands to count all the times that I was forced to do them. On top of it all we had discussed, before our week started, that she would wash the washrooms all three times during our week but nevertheless I found myself having to do it ONCE! It was an outrage. I still can't get the smell of Clorox out of my skin. Does she not even care for my well being? Anyways I got some relief in the arrival of my friends but even then I was forced into a matching outfit with her which consisted of Salmon (not pink) tights and a nineties Jean shirt (the horror I know!). I have lived through her cruel and unusual punishments before but the embarrassment I encountered with my friends will take a lifetime to get over! If she just once thought about someone other than herself, maybe she would see what kind of horrible wench she is! I finished my week of house management with only my dignity lost, but never again will I put myself in a position where I can be so horribly abused. Anahsohs, shame on you for being so terrible.



My insanely buff legs!....yes I wore these tights out in public! I didn't have a choice



Anahsohs, and the magazine she used to beat me!



Earl, a potato that looks like a shark or dinosaur! (I swear I didn't mean to peel him that way)