The Wicked Witch of the East

Look ma, I'm bloggin! 

Sorry for that outburst blog world. It just came to me. Let's just get down into it. So if you know who I am you'll know that I am a random person and enjoy to say things that come to mind. This sometimes leaves me in awkward situations. I then need to point out how awkward things have become which leads to more awkwardness. Oooooo nice word. Awkwardness, that's going on my good words list. Yeah, I keep one of those. It's password protected, so don't even bother trying to see it. Anywho.....

Recently I have experienced the cold hand of the BYU cleaning check. Merciless, self-esteem crushing wrath of a twenty-something girl. Now I usually appreciate a good cleaning check here and there. . . . or once a month. It allows me to raise myself from my pigsty and clean the cobwebs I like to call Charlotte. How dare she write words she doesn't understand. Wilbur should be eaten. I might go to Carl's Jr. later and taste victory as ruler over the animal kingdom. 

Back on track: My first month living at this particular apartment complex(don't want the cleaning check lady to read this), we were visited with a bit of a surprise. No one was at the apartment except for Chase. He was in the shower. That's an important part of the story. Remember it! He showers regularly. When he came out he met the cleaning check lady, the wicked witch, and found out that we were to have cleaning checks that day. No one knew. I assume the cleaning check sheets were lost on our counter or something like that. So she said she would come the next day for the recheck. We all cleaned and we all passed. So why is she a witch? Good question!!! I'll tell you(keep reading).

Cleaning check #2: We all knew this time around when cleaning checks were happening. We chose our assignments and went to work. I cleaned the back bathroom. This took me about an hour and a half. I wanted to make sure that I did a good job. I even took a toothbrush and cleaned parts that had never been cleaned before(I'll buy you a new toothbrush Levi. Oh this reminded me, don't use your toothbrush Levi!). So I thought I did a pretty good job. Chase also did really good. He cleaned the oven, even put aluminum foil in the stove thingy mcbobbers. Levi did good too. The following day I returned late from work to find out that I failed!! I failed the cleaning check. Not only had I failed, but everyone did except for our roommate that cleaned the kitchen. He didn't even take the garbage out! 

The reason I failed was because the tub wasn't "clean." Look at this.

Does this tub look unclean to you?!??! I would eat out of this tub. Heck, I would even bathe in this tub. That's how clean I think it is. 

So I had to endure a recheck. Guess what happened? I dunno either. The paper that says that I've passed of failed isn't there. So I tried to contact the cleaning check lady without success. I have become so frustrated with her. It wouldn't bother me as much if she was consistent. I think she is out to get me. I need to flatten her somehow. . .