Beware of what you wish for.

I received my two girl roommates today… they were already assembled. They’re from the hotel school in Tahiti. They shall be known as Her #1 and Her #2 to protect their identities…and cuz I don’t know their real names. So far I’ve only talked to #1. I came back from eating, I open the door, and this is how our first conversation went:

Her # 1: Do you have a paoahdfnskgs?
Me: a what?
Her: a paoahdfnskgs.
Me: whats a paoahdfnskgs?
Her: you don’t know what a paoahdfnskgs is?
Me: I don’t speak French.
Her: you use it to clean the floor.
*Alex produces a broom*
Her: No, that’s a broom.
Me: huh?

I don’t know why she’d need a paoahdfnskgs in the first place… cuz my house is perfectly clean… in fact, I was proud of myself for spending the whole night (15 min.) yesterday to clean up. And then… get this…then, in the middle of another conversation I ask her what she’s gonna do today… and she says: “Well, seeing the state that the house is in, I’m probably gonna have to stay in and clean all day” FINE. Make it sound like my house is a friggin warzone… so she’s probably there thinking how much of a slob I am, while I’m there wondering how you say spatula in French.

But hey… I get free housekeeping… and she is good.