Cleaning lady embarrassment. Help!

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Anonymous wrote:I went to pay for my bagel the other day, opened my purse and a tampon was sitting there plainly visible to the store clerk. I was mortified and gave the clerk $50 tip. It happens.

Jesus. What a bunch of pearl clutching prudes in this thread

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One time I was selling a dresser on Craigslist. Two guys were picking it up and opened the drawers to make sure there was nothing in it. In one of the bottom drawers there was a bunch of strap one of various sizes that I had used with an ex. This all happened while my future husband was in the (studio) apartment, too.

OP, there are way more embarrassing things she could have seen!

[Anonymous]

OP, I bet you are going to look back at this and laugh! (Someday.) Don't worry about it.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:In law school, a male classmate and I were putting together a video and went to Best Buy for help. The employee opened up whatever movie playing program my classmate had. His anal porn started playing right there, in the middle of Best Buy, in front of me and the employee. The employee closed the window and said "Er, that's not what we were trying to do."

I'd actually like to thank OP for starting a hilarious thread. She's the most boring person on here but it's otherwise great.

Is butt sex a new novelty in straight sex now? Only recently has everyone been interested in it ir has this started since big booties became popular in 1999?

[Anonymous]

My last year of grad school I was pulling all-nighters regularly and was not the finest housekeeper. The
rental agent told me she was going to bring a couple over to see the apartment and I forgot about it. When they got there I was working in the living room. They looked around and didn't say anything of note before leaving.

I went into my bedroom and saw my giant dildo on the bed.

It's still embarrassing to think about it; everybody knows a pocket rocket is the way to go. I must have seemed so clueless. Inour salad days we all want a hunk of anatomically correct purple silicone.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:I really expected this post to be more exciting. I'll contribute my personal cleaning lady embarrassment for the enjoyment of the group:

When we moved, we inherited this wonderful, very sweet cleaning lady with the house (by "inherited", I just mean that the previous owners told us about her and we asked if she would keep working for us). She showed up for the first time the day after the movers arrived with our stuff and I tried to tell her there wasn't much to clean yet, as we hadn't unpacked. She wanted to do a little work anyway, so I let her clean while I was upstairs unpacking the kids' rooms. Later on, I discovered that she had unpacked our boxes of bathroom stuff. Which included my collection of three vibrators. Which she very neatly laid out in a row in my bedside table drawer. I was pretty mortified, but she continued to work for us for years.

Actually that would have ticked me off to have a cleaning lady go through and unpack a box that she did not have permission to go through. I'm sure that she was just trying to help but that was a bit much. I wouldn't expect her to open drawers and "neaten" the items inside either.

You are weird. Id be thankful and tip

Nope. It is not weird to expect someone NOT to go through your stuff without your permission. I am only grateful for that kind of "help" if I ask for it. You would tip. That would be enough for me to fire.

Uptight is more like it

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I really expected this post to be more exciting. I'll contribute my personal cleaning lady embarrassment for the enjoyment of the group:

When we moved, we inherited this wonderful, very sweet cleaning lady with the house (by "inherited", I just mean that the previous owners told us about her and we asked if she would keep working for us). She showed up for the first time the day after the movers arrived with our stuff and I tried to tell her there wasn't much to clean yet, as we hadn't unpacked. She wanted to do a little work anyway, so I let her clean while I was upstairs unpacking the kids' rooms. Later on, I discovered that she had unpacked our boxes of bathroom stuff. Which included my collection of three vibrators. Which she very neatly laid out in a row in my bedside table drawer. I was pretty mortified, but she continued to work for us for years.

Actually that would have ticked me off to have a cleaning lady go through and unpack a box that she did not have permission to go through. I'm sure that she was just trying to help but that was a bit much. I wouldn't expect her to open drawers and "neaten" the items inside either.

You are weird. Id be thankful and tip

Nope. It is not weird to expect someone NOT to go through your stuff without your permission. I am only grateful for that kind of "help" if I ask for it. You would tip. That would be enough for me to fire.

Uptight is more like it

Nah, I'm just not a Sneaky McPeek and would prefer that others give me the same consideration. Do not ASSume, ASK. Thx.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:OP, are you shitting me? Condoms? We ought to line up and slap you like they did in the movie Airplane.

This thread, I love it so.

Also, I think of this issue every time our housecleaners come and I halfheartedly push the bed restraints under the bed. I'm sure they see them. I bet they can guess what they're for. Whatever. Viva adulthood!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I went to pay for my bagel the other day, opened my purse and a tampon was sitting there plainly visible to the store clerk. I was mortified and gave the clerk $50 tip. It happens.

Jesus. What a bunch of pearl clutching prudes in this thread

Jesus. What a lack of ability to recognize sarcastic humor.

[Anonymous]

Hilarious thread, thanks OP!

Waaaaay back in the day, my BF and I took sex pictures. We got them developed! (I was young and dumb.) Anyway, I kept the pictures and I mixed them up in my other not-sex pictures, stuiply.

Yes, you see what's coming...

I had a girlfriend over to my apartment, and we were looking through my pictures. (I'd forgotten the sex pictures were mixed in!) She stumbled upon the pictures of me giving my BF pleasure. She said, "Oh my goodness!" and I muttered something lame. I ripped up all the pictures, but I still have anxiety when looking through any old pictures.

I was mortified for years after that!!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Hilarious thread, thanks OP!

Waaaaay back in the day, my BF and I took sex pictures. We got them developed! (I was young and dumb.) Anyway, I kept the pictures and I mixed them up in my other not-sex pictures, stuiply.

Yes, you see what's coming...

I had a girlfriend over to my apartment, and we were looking through my pictures. (I'd forgotten the sex pictures were mixed in!) She stumbled upon the pictures of me giving my BF pleasure. She said, "Oh my goodness!" and I muttered something lame. I ripped up all the pictures, but I still have anxiety when looking through any old pictures.

I was mortified for years after that!!

Eminem Nanny? Gross.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Hilarious thread, thanks OP!

Waaaaay back in the day, my BF and I took sex pictures. We got them developed! (I was young and dumb.) Anyway, I kept the pictures and I mixed them up in my other not-sex pictures, stuiply.

Yes, you see what's coming...

I had a girlfriend over to my apartment, and we were looking through my pictures. (I'd forgotten the sex pictures were mixed in!) She stumbled upon the pictures of me giving my BF pleasure. She said, "Oh my goodness!" and I muttered something lame. I ripped up all the pictures, but I still have anxiety when looking through any old pictures.

I was mortified for years after that!!

Eminem Nanny? Gross.

I don't get the Eminem nanny reference, but it was really embarrasing. I don't know why the judgemental gross comment...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:My last year of grad school I was pulling all-nighters regularly and was not the finest housekeeper. The
rental agent told me she was going to bring a couple over to see the apartment and I forgot about it. When they got there I was working in the living room. They looked around and didn't say anything of note before leaving.

I went into my bedroom and saw my giant dildo on the bed.

It's still embarrassing to think about it; everybody knows a pocket rocket is the way to go. I must have seemed so clueless. Inour salad days we all want a hunk of anatomically correct purple silicone.

Ha! Amen sister. Who doesn't remeber their first giant, horrific looking monster. When I got my pocket rocket, I don't think I left my house for 3 days.

[Anonymous]

I'm going to have to bookmark this thread for those days when I'm feeling crappy and need a giggle. This has given me huge, ribbed for pleasure, levels of amusement, so thank you OP.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:My last year of grad school I was pulling all-nighters regularly and was not the finest housekeeper. The
rental agent told me she was going to bring a couple over to see the apartment and I forgot about it. When they got there I was working in the living room. They looked around and didn't say anything of note before leaving.

I went into my bedroom and saw my giant dildo on the bed.

It's still embarrassing to think about it; everybody knows a pocket rocket is the way to go. I must have seemed so clueless. Inour salad days we all want a hunk of anatomically correct purple silicone.

Ha! Amen sister. Who doesn't remeber their first giant, horrific looking monster. When I got my pocket rocket, I don't think I left my house for 3 days.

That'll teach you to run out of wine and cookies.