So i got a new wash boy after my original washman threatened to quit on me. Refer to My washman
Anyway, this new wash boy doubles as a "Man Friday" for the whole house and does loads of odd jobs and stuffs...
And he has washed my clothes steadily for like 3 months now.
Next thing i notice my TM is missing and i just assume my sister has "stolen" it or something. My two favourite pairs of jeans also get missing!!!!
I harass the whole house all to no avail.
Only for me to call this my man friday to do some odd job for me and there are my jeans hanging on his butt!!!!
I pretended they weren't mine but noticed he was fidgeting when i said "oh by the way i can't find my jeans.have you seen them?"
Anyway the bugger walked right into my hands yesterday wearing the shirt!!! I almost slapped him, you shoulda seen what my poor shirt had become....
Gave him a long lecture and told him to go and bring the shirtl. I will rather give my dog to play with than have him ever wear it again
Thief thief boy...
Imagine you can't even trust your own "staff" again