HOW YOU TREAT YOUR HOUSEHELP...
...is the kind of person you are.
i was so disturbed this afternoon when i found out how an acquaintance treated their househelp.
i rode my japanese bike (with the basket and all -- the kind that you see in japanese movies and tv series) this afternoon and went to Other Half's *whatever*'s (let's just call them acquiantance since i don't know them that much) house also in the same phase in our subdivision to give our much belated wedding gift.
i rang the doorbell and the househelp went out of the townhouse's door but couldn't open the gate. it was locked. she was locked in. she was helpless. she didn't have a key and her employers were out. there was no way -- no opening or anything big enough -- where i could shove the big box into the other side of the gate. you see the gate ran from the top of the garage ceiling (it's a townhouse, you get the picture) sagad hanggang sahig.
i was aghast. i asked her why she didn't have a key. she couldn't answer me straight. she said her employers are out and may come back much later.
i mean what the f*ck are these people thinking?!
they lock up their househelp from the outside while they're are gone. she was prisoner there! i wanted to ask her why she was locked up but that was already too nosy of me. but probably she could sense my indignation when i asked her why she didn't have a key.
what kind of people are they? did they lock her to prevent her from enjoying a quiet sunday out of the house? doesn't she have any day-off at all?! what if the house was on fire? the househelp would've burned to death!
because of that, the couple -- Other Half's whatever went down several hundred of notches lower in my list of people whom i would be friendly with.
i texted my husband about it (he was on his way to the North for a trip) and of course maanghang na naman ang mga pinagsasabi ko. he said "do not judge a book by its cover". tanginang cover yan.
sorry, but i hate people who do not treat their househelp well.
the househelp for me is part of the family.
i was raised by a yaya who had been with us since i was a month old and left us when i was already 14 (but she was not under our employ by then but she lived with us still after she got in as a clerk in our univeristy). she and her sister, who also took care of us, were flown in by my mother when i got married to witness how i've grown up. without my yaya (but we never called our yayas yaya but ate), i don't know how my parents would've managed since they were both busy with work, graduate school, and their sidelines.
my mother's current househelp has been with us for at least 10 years. she cried with us when my father died. we've been through a lot with her there. she's also family. we share with our househelp what we have. whenever my mother goes abroad, she also gives her househelp pasalubong.
i'm not saying that you should treat your househelp like how we treat ours but at least you could give them more dignity by not locking them up inside the house when you're not there. you could be at least generous with food. and do not scold them by saying harsh words that make them feel undignified. if they committed an error, focus on the error and do not degrade their character like "Ang tanga-tanga mo naman! Sa uli-uli ipasok mo sa kukote mong maliit na ganito ang pagpunas ng mesa!"
how would you feel if your boss said something like that?
please do not take advantage of their desperate situation. i call it desperate because they wouldn't want to be employed as househelp if they had a choice.
there is this old biddy that i love tohate dislike (the former was such a strong word) because of a lot of things but one of which is she is overbearing. she also treats her maids like trash. her maids have separate food (of course the food is much inferior compared to the food the rest of the household has) and i don't remember if i heard that they should buy their own provisions i.e. food.
that is so cruel. i could only imagine their anguish while cooking the sumptuous dinner of their amo that they could not eat.
Other Half said masama daw ugali ko pero i can't stomach it, being "friendly" to this woman. di ako plastic. i'm not forcing people to like somebody so i don't want people to force me to like somebody, too.
anway, i hope i don't sound so righteous here but can't help myself. i am so angry until now because of what i've seen this afternoon. and i thought they were a decent couple...
i was so disturbed this afternoon when i found out how an acquaintance treated their househelp.
i rode my japanese bike (with the basket and all -- the kind that you see in japanese movies and tv series) this afternoon and went to Other Half's *whatever*'s (let's just call them acquiantance since i don't know them that much) house also in the same phase in our subdivision to give our much belated wedding gift.
i rang the doorbell and the househelp went out of the townhouse's door but couldn't open the gate. it was locked. she was locked in. she was helpless. she didn't have a key and her employers were out. there was no way -- no opening or anything big enough -- where i could shove the big box into the other side of the gate. you see the gate ran from the top of the garage ceiling (it's a townhouse, you get the picture) sagad hanggang sahig.
i was aghast. i asked her why she didn't have a key. she couldn't answer me straight. she said her employers are out and may come back much later.
i mean what the f*ck are these people thinking?!
they lock up their househelp from the outside while they're are gone. she was prisoner there! i wanted to ask her why she was locked up but that was already too nosy of me. but probably she could sense my indignation when i asked her why she didn't have a key.
what kind of people are they? did they lock her to prevent her from enjoying a quiet sunday out of the house? doesn't she have any day-off at all?! what if the house was on fire? the househelp would've burned to death!
because of that, the couple -- Other Half's whatever went down several hundred of notches lower in my list of people whom i would be friendly with.
i texted my husband about it (he was on his way to the North for a trip) and of course maanghang na naman ang mga pinagsasabi ko. he said "do not judge a book by its cover". tanginang cover yan.
sorry, but i hate people who do not treat their househelp well.
the househelp for me is part of the family.
i was raised by a yaya who had been with us since i was a month old and left us when i was already 14 (but she was not under our employ by then but she lived with us still after she got in as a clerk in our univeristy). she and her sister, who also took care of us, were flown in by my mother when i got married to witness how i've grown up. without my yaya (but we never called our yayas yaya but ate), i don't know how my parents would've managed since they were both busy with work, graduate school, and their sidelines.
my mother's current househelp has been with us for at least 10 years. she cried with us when my father died. we've been through a lot with her there. she's also family. we share with our househelp what we have. whenever my mother goes abroad, she also gives her househelp pasalubong.
i'm not saying that you should treat your househelp like how we treat ours but at least you could give them more dignity by not locking them up inside the house when you're not there. you could be at least generous with food. and do not scold them by saying harsh words that make them feel undignified. if they committed an error, focus on the error and do not degrade their character like "Ang tanga-tanga mo naman! Sa uli-uli ipasok mo sa kukote mong maliit na ganito ang pagpunas ng mesa!"
how would you feel if your boss said something like that?
please do not take advantage of their desperate situation. i call it desperate because they wouldn't want to be employed as househelp if they had a choice.
there is this old biddy that i love to
that is so cruel. i could only imagine their anguish while cooking the sumptuous dinner of their amo that they could not eat.
Other Half said masama daw ugali ko pero i can't stomach it, being "friendly" to this woman. di ako plastic. i'm not forcing people to like somebody so i don't want people to force me to like somebody, too.
anway, i hope i don't sound so righteous here but can't help myself. i am so angry until now because of what i've seen this afternoon. and i thought they were a decent couple...
