The Maid

Ohio??

My name is Becky McDonald. And yes,before you ask my great, great grandpa invented McDonald's. I live in Tallahassee,Florida. I'm twenty-four and a maid (sad right). But hey, it's not that bad. I mean it's not like I work. I just do whatever I want and snoop into my boss's stuff and other random things. And then when she comes home I just tell her it was a slow day and I'll clean more next time (she's so gullible). And this has been going on for two years! Anyways, let's start my story.

I live in a one bedroom apartment with my cat Mr. Chub Chubs. My boss Lisa lives three blocks away so there's really no reason for me to get a car. She usually leaves me a key under the mat but what she doesn't know is that I made a duplicate so that I can let myself in whenever. As I walk in I see Lisa watching her same old boring soap operas. "Hello!" I say. "Oh, hey." she says without even looking at me (can you say rude?). "What's wrong you seem sad." "Oh Becky, you know me so well." "I do? uh- I mean I do!" " I'm so sorry to spring this on you at the last minute but I'm afraid to tell you that I got a new job." "Cool! wait- why would you feel bad?" " Because it's in Ohio." "Wow! that's a long commute in the morning." "No hun, I'm going to move there." "TO OHIO!!!!????"