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Chapter 1
This room was trashed Soda was all over the walls and pizza was on the ceiling An e up a roo to take forever,it difficult to keep ross factor!
So was the life of a housekeeper…
This wasn’t the la to herself again More like s needed to be said even if no one else was around For instance, “How does a condo fan? Were they excitedly ju on the bed afterward and it just flew off or did she throw it in disgust or what?” She groaned as she used her disposable glove to pick up the offending article that had been flung off a fan blade when she turned on the light switch
She had been working as a housekeeper at the Golden Oaks Motel by the interstate for the last year and a half Thethe fact that she was paid for forty hours a week regardless of how ht have been a bad deal when she started out and logged fifty orthe roo ave her tiht classes and to pick up a couple of cashier shifts at the convenience store to pay for extra luxuries like toothpaste and deodorant
Bella had already been able to coree in business just doing night classes She had no intention of cleaningstone until her real life started She finished wiping off the room, sprayed some air freshener and loaded a fresh roll of toilet paper on the empty spool
She finished cleaning the bathtub
There
There’s nothing like a sparkling clean tub This job encouraged her to be a perfectionist
It took roughly six minutes for her to peel off dirty sheets, stuff them in her cart, and fully remake the bed with clean sheets
I mean, quality was not what this place was for It was for tired OTR truckers and illicit hookups Not a deraphic deeply motivated by four-star accommodations Bella kept notes on all of her methods and improvements to efficiency Soies into a profession that didn’t require her to dispose of people’s used condooal if there ever was one
When she was done with the room, she smiled She had turned the filthy roolory
She did her last three rooms for the day and went to the main office to clock out Maybe she’d see if they put out any more Duo for a watermelon Dum-Dum after she washed her hands like Lady Macbeth about thirty ti fan incident
The er was there Bryan was usually at the video casino across the parking lot, but today he was there She nodded to hiet a phone call so he’d leave her alone He was suys tended to be, in her experience Like, oh you are a subordinate, let ne and lickyourself in a wood chipper than hanging out in my office
“Bella, wait,” he said
The creep had brushed up against her and groped her ass a few times too often to be trustworthy She stood by the check in desk, her hand casually beside the ring-bell-for-service that would summon Mavis’ weekend replacement from the break room if needed
“Yes, Mr Donner,” she said
He frowned “I’m afraid I have some bad news”
“What is it?”
“My dad sold The Golden Oaks After next week, we’re shutting down”
Her jaw dropped “What?”
“This joint is about to be converted to a truck stop with showers, a diner and adult entertaines,” he said far more blissfully than she would like
“Doesn’t this mean we’re all out of a job?”
“Most of you, yeah Me? I’ve got an application in to irls revue at the new joint”