Going Going Gone | Flash Post 469

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Button, after watching the matinee show of Tom Cruises’s Mission Impossible—The Final Reckoning, we got back home around 6 after a lovely meal at Nutcracker when our maid came up to me and announced sheepishly that she had committed a blunder! My next question, obviously, was to ask her what it was! I noticed she was holding something in her hands that looked much like the plastic bottles we use to keep different sauces because it looked around the same size and wondered what blunder she could have committed with regards to a plastic bottle! She fumbled for words and finally admitted that while washing the water bottles—not the sauce bottles—she felt they were badly stained and needed a proper scrub and proceeded to do so by pouring  a kind of bleach that we use for removing stains from clothes followed by hot water. After completing her remaining chores, she merrily walked into the kitchen to inspect the result of her handiwork and fill the bottles with water when she did a double-take because, to her horror, she found that the bottles with a capacity of 1 litre had melted and shrunk to less than half their size! The bottle she was holding in her hand was totally unrecognisable! It took me a second before I burst out laughing on seeing them! Seeing me laugh, she relaxed and her face broke out in a smile even though the confusion was written all over her face! As if this wasn’t enough, she proceeded to run past me a step by step account of what she had done and how she had done it!

Which was?

Step 1. She had uncapped the bottles. Step 2. She had poured only a little bit of the clothes bleach into each. Step 3. She had followed this with filling up the bottles to the brim with hot water, shaken the bottles vigorously for the two liquids to blend. Step 4. She had left all six bottles in the sink thinking that I would be pleased on seeing the result and gone about completing her other chores.

This is too funny for words!

By the time she returned expectantly and walked over to the sink, there were no bottles left! In their place were squat, mis-shapen objects she didn’t recognise!

You did something similar when you got the dishwasher for the first time!

I had loaded them into the machine for giving them a thorough wash because I felt the hot water in the washing machine would do a perfect rinse! When I pulled them out, they had crumpled up into strange shapes and sizes and unfit for use. Since the cars were out on duty that day, I requested Dost to pick them up for me which he very dutifully did on his was back from work.

Was the maid apologetic?

She was both apologetic, more ashamed actually and we had a good laugh over it. She even offered to go to the corner store and buy them for me.

Why don’t you consider buying glass bottles?

For the simple reason that we have pets at home and we don’t want them to nick their paws on glass shards if they break. Neither do we!

Are you missing out on some of the other funny stuff that took place after this incident?

She also mentioned how she kept pulling and tugging on the bottles to see if she could rectify some of the damage!