One woman's trash is another woman's treasure and I'm okay with that, really I am, just not when one woman decides to take ownership of one of my treasures and justify her actions with "but I found it in the bin." Seriously? She expected me to believe that I had thrown my top into the bin in my bedroom, that I had purposely chucked away my favourite brand new midnight blue sparkly top with ruffles and satin covered buttons. I'll say it again... seriously?
As if it makes sense in anyone's universe that a girl who has been wearing said item of clothing as often as she can (without appearing to never wash her clothes) since finding the treasure with glee – on sale no less – last month, would throw her current favourite item of clothing away.
As if it makes sense in anyone's universe that a girl who has been wearing said item of clothing as often as she can (without appearing to never wash her clothes) since finding the treasure with glee – on sale no less – last month, would throw her current favourite item of clothing away.
I refer to the conversation I had this morning with my once-a-week housekeeper:
[after hunting through every drawer, cupboard, laundry basket, nook and cranny in my house]
Me: Gloria, have you seen my new blue top?
Gloria: [blank expression] ummm, which one?
Me: The dark blue one, I wear it with my leggings, it's got a high neck and ruffles down the front...?
Gloria: [no response, expression still blank]
Me: I'll draw it for you quickly... see, it goes like this and then like this and then the neckline looks like this...
Gloria: oh, yes, I know the one. The one you told me to be really careful with when ironing it.
Me: Yes! That one... have you seen it?
Gloria: You threw it away, I saw it in the bin in your bedroom.
Me: [jaw drops to the floor with a thud] I didn't throw it away... [heart pounding with dread]
Gloria: But it was in the bin...
Me: So, did you chuck it out with the rest of the trash last week?
Gloria: No, I took it. I thought you obviously didn't want it so I took it.
Me: So you have it?
Gloria: Yes
Me: *huge sigh of relief* Thank goodness! Ummmm... could I please have it back?
Gloria [blank expression returns]
Me: Could you bring it back when you come to work next week?
Gloria: Okay
Me: Thanks SO much, I really appreciate it. [subtext: it's mine, I want it back, and no, I definitely did not throw it in the bin. But ten points to you for creativity]
The silver lining? At least she was honest enough to admit to having it... and that I shall be re-united with the gorgeous piece of fabric by this time next week. Crisis averted.
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