One day, when I set up the ironing board in the kitchen to iron some of my clothes. Lore got up from her chair and stood in front of me. Leaning on her cane, with her head tipped to one side, she asked me,
"Whose clothes are you ironing?"
"Mine."
"You mean to say, that you're ironing your clothes on the Firm's time?" she asked in a very 'in charge ' voice.
....what Firm?
"Would you rather I did it another time?" I asked. Can't argue with the Boss.
With pursed lips, she nodded her head and went to sit down at her 'command post chair' and watched me as I put the iron and the ironing board in the closet. Then, she got out a pen and paper and for the next hour, wrote down the times that I did any household chores....'just for the record.'
Mmmmmm humble pie. So good... and good for you.
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