When I Was a Chambermaid
When I was twenty-two and lived
In Israel for a spell,
I needed cash and got a job
In a small seaside hotel.
We worked in teams to clean the rooms;
We vacuumed, dusted, scrubbed -
The hardest work I’d ever done
(‘Til teaching, when I subbed).
One little tidbit I recall
Involved the bathroom goals -
Fresh towels, washcloths, bath mat
And new toilet paper rolls.
We never left a started roll
Nor tissue box half-filled,
For seeing something someone used
Would make guests less than thrilled.
I doubt if that’s the case today.
Though I don’t really care,
In my current hotel bathroom,
Two half-rolls were hanging there.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2024
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