The Saddest Story Ever Told

06.21.12


My housekeeper and I have a strange relationship. I fire her, she refuses to leave. She misses a day for something totally legitimate like a doctor’s appointment or a school meeting and I feel abandoned and freak out that the house won’t be clean on schedule or ever again. We share each other’s joys and commiserate when times are tough. It’s an odd relationship, because of the balance of power (she seems to have all the power) it has to be.

My housekeeper brings her own lunch. She neatly packages everything in Tupperware and if it’s something I enjoy like birria or nopales she will bring some for me. I always know what she’s had for lunch because in the afternoons when my kitchen is glistening and the sink is spotless and dry her discarded Tupperware sits there waiting for me. I used to talk to her about it. Now I just wash the dishes, it’s my kitchen after all.

When I get done changing the radios back to English Speaking stations I flip the TV on and find the Novellas. They’re actually interesting to me and my Spanish has improved since I started watching them though I still resent their presence on the DVR and wonder where she finds the time. Occasionally I find dusty shelves and I know where she finds the time. If I were the one doing the dusting I’d probably miss a shelf too, that I can shrug off, the dishes are still crazymaking.

Yesterday I went to prep our dinner in the mid afternoon. I was grilling a steak so I wanted it to reach room temperature along with the marinade. I was digging around the freezer and the refrigerator for ingredients when I spotted her Tupperware in the freezer. I popped the top off of it and it looked like something with nopales. Annoyed I tossed the Tupperware in the sink so it could defrost and then be sent down the drain.

After prepping dinner there was a huge stack of bowls and silver to wash. I pulled on my rubber gloves and settled in to wash the dishes. The very last one was the housekeeper’s Tupperware. I flipped the lid off of it, dumped the contents down the garbage disposal and then screamed.

It wasn’t her leftovers. It was mine. It was a full order of drunken crab out of it’s shell from Crustacean, one of my favorite meals. I watched the crab disappear down the drain and had this moment of wondering if I could grab it in time, soapy gloves and all. Just one bite…

 

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8 responses to “The Saddest Story Ever Told”

  1. Debi says:

    Girl, why would you ever throw what looked like nopales down the drain? See, now you know better for next time. I love novellas but I can’t figure out when their start dates are and I hate coming in on the middle of a good Latino scandal.Chinga madre, it bothers me:)
    Pssst, what’s a good novella that one might watch this summer?

    • Because nopales aren’t good after they’ve been frozen… they get mushy and stringy. I’ll check the DVR and find out what’s good. Most of it makes me giggle because it’s so over the top and the sets, my god the sets!

      • Debi says:

         I think it would be fantastic to play a novella princess for just one day. Wayne would be so happy. He always feels so short changed that he got the whitest Mexican in the history of the world. If I threw some  Lucretia on his ass, and gasped and heaved my chest while staring at him with daggers in my eyes, he’s probably think that was AWESOME.
        Oh yeah & Stringy nopales are the worst!

  2. Chara says:

    A very sad story.  It reminds me of the housekeeper I was afraid to fire.  When I finally did, I’d run into her about once a month, always at my favorite lunch place, always when I wanted lunch.  She had the power and I’d eat elsewhere.

  3. Anne Bannon says:

    Hmm. Maybe I need to be reviewing the Novellas for my English-speaking audiences. I had no clue they were crossing over.

  4. Matt Steiner says:

    Hahahahaha…ahem…pobrecita, that is very sad. Looks like I need to try the drunken crab – I’ve never been to Crustacean. :)

  5. Joy Smith says:

    I had to laugh because I’ve had one of those almost moments. Almost! Thanks for the giggle!

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