Rate this story The phone rang and I picked it up. “Hello Mr. M. This is Tina,” I heard come across the line. “Oh, hi Tina. How are you?” I asked. “I’m fine, but I just got a new client. Would it be OK if I switched to Friday mornings instead?” she asked. Tina was my house cleaner. She came in once a week for 4 or 5 hours and straightened the place up. I used to be in charge of cleaning the house, or rather, I took on the job when I was disgusted with my wife and kids...
