The Maid

Turns out the maid is only slightly sharper than a marble, bless her heart. I stop just short of calling her an imbecile.

She does everything wrong, and is helpful in all the wrong ways ( here- let me put mayonnaise on those eggs for you). She's like Tivo with preferences. Since she found out i like coffee, she makes coffee all day long. I have to manually program her, like a toy robot- or else she might bump into walls.

My is always frustrated with her. She should really just let her go, if not for the hours of fun My gets out of her. The maid asked her once what the color of a white person's blood was. My told her it was blue. So the maid goes to the neighbors with the exciting news. "No shit... BLUE!"

Poor, poor bonehead.