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I ran into one of my neighbors on my way upstairs this evening.
He told me he'd been in the hospital for a bit (he has a chronic medical problem), and that, while he was hospitalized, someone had cleaned his apartment. They hadn't settled for scrubbing the floors and cleaning out the refrigerator. They hadn't even settled for rearranging his pots and pans, or alphabetizing his spice rack.
They'd moved his papers around, and he couldn't find anything. One of those things was his father's death certificate.
I expressed sympathy.
He then told me that they hadn't just rearranged things, they'd thrown out papers. Now, I have papers I don't need. There might even be people I would trust to correctly judge which of the pieces of paper in this apartment those are.
Whoever was in his apartment had judgment poor enough that they hadn't just thrown away documentation for equipment (he didn't specify which owner's manual): one of the things missing is the title to his car.
Little as I like housework, I think that, if I ever hire someone to clean, I will be here while they do it, so they can ask me questions where necessary (for example, "is there a reason you have three different containers of vanilla extract?" and "Do you want all these old magazines?") and avoid doing stupid things.
Theft would, by comparison, be forgiveable.
He told me he'd been in the hospital for a bit (he has a chronic medical problem), and that, while he was hospitalized, someone had cleaned his apartment. They hadn't settled for scrubbing the floors and cleaning out the refrigerator. They hadn't even settled for rearranging his pots and pans, or alphabetizing his spice rack.
They'd moved his papers around, and he couldn't find anything. One of those things was his father's death certificate.
I expressed sympathy.
He then told me that they hadn't just rearranged things, they'd thrown out papers. Now, I have papers I don't need. There might even be people I would trust to correctly judge which of the pieces of paper in this apartment those are.
Whoever was in his apartment had judgment poor enough that they hadn't just thrown away documentation for equipment (he didn't specify which owner's manual): one of the things missing is the title to his car.
Little as I like housework, I think that, if I ever hire someone to clean, I will be here while they do it, so they can ask me questions where necessary (for example, "is there a reason you have three different containers of vanilla extract?" and "Do you want all these old magazines?") and avoid doing stupid things.
Theft would, by comparison, be forgiveable.
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