I enter my home, looking forward to having a very long nap. A stench radiates from within my house as humidity beats down on me. As I navigate through the house looking for the woman who was supposed to have had everything clean before I got home, my anger rises. I approach my bedroom and open the door quickly to find Ms.White laying sprawled out on my bed. A wine bottle is sat on my bedside table, the contents empty. I suppose she had drank and fell asleep. Poking her side I wait for the woman to wake up. She stirs and mumbles until her eyes finally flutter open. Squinting she looks up at me. Her eyes open widely as she backs up on the bed. "Did you have a nice nap Ms.White?" I ask. The woman opens her mouth as if to say something but closes it again. "I suppose you now know you're fired and will not be receiving pay for today. You may excuse yourself, Ms.White." The woman gathers herself up, flustered, stumbles a bit, and exits the room. It seems now I'll need a new housekeeper.