I was there beside her. She drives and we were talking as her hand phone rang. Somebody on the line maybe asked her and then I heard her saying “I am sending my maid home.”
That seven words cut off my lethargy. I was in uncontrollable yawning before that. And the rest of the time I was sitting there inside her truck (we call it van); I was submerged into deep thought.
I am a Maid; all along I thought I am a Caregiver.
When I told that to my uncle, he knocked me dead with his reply. “Maid, caregiver, pareho lang yun e.” (“Maid, Caregiver, it’s the same eh.”)
Oh yeah! I forgot. My employer hired me to do her household chores and to nanny her three kids. That’s why I became a maid and a caregiver to her family.
I kept all the toys that cluttered around the living room, after a while my employer’s 5-year old daughter asked me why I need to keep all the toys because she still needs those. She called me Idiot.
I am used to call myself “Bobang Pinay” but I am not used to somebody calling me “Idiot” and that offended me.
Yes I can agree to be called a maid by her mom, but not “Idiot” by the 5-year old daughter. But since her mom gave me an iPod Nano last Christmas, I forgave the little biatch (her sister call her that)…Ooopppsss. The Bitch in me. My other ME.
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