Daily misery

…a housekeeper who doesn’t just clean, but rearranges, polishes and cares for my apartment.

The housekeeper has to be a SHE, since I’m not comfortable with the idea of a guy picking up my underwears and putting them into the laundry bag. My pink underwear has nothing to do with my discriminatory sexism here.

I will pay her well. In fact I will cook her lunch on days when my PC decides she has had too much of me. She does not have to be strikingly beautiful, sweet, hot or boob-stuffed. She however has to be witty, funny and knows the proper art of folding socks (no, you dont stuck them into each other and make it a round ball).

My apartment is pretty empty so she shouldnt have a lot to take care of. Her main duties would mostly be, but not limited to, wash dishes, make my bed, vacuum the floor, clean the restroom, dust and wipe my workstation, feed my fish (i will get one soon), wash my car, defrost food, do my laundry, arrange my shoe rack, put my letters into the mail box, rearrange my dvds/cds collection, empty the trash and some other misc. stuff.

It is my policy not to discriminate based on gender, age, disability, race, color, religion, marital status, veteran’s status, national or ethnic origin or sexual orientation. For those who wishes to apply, you can head over to the comment section.