It was fantastic news for me to go to the city. A few days before I left home, while I was already daydreaming about how my stay would go, my mother called and offered some advice, which I have found to be quite helpful thus far.
After I graduated, my uncle came to see us and told my mother about a sweet job opportunity I would have in the city. It was an errand girl position, but my uncle assured my mother that the location would be suitable for me to stay.
The following day, I traveled to the City with my uncle. We arrived there late at night, and I was exhausted from the trip but also eager.
The following day, we headed to the location where I was scheduled to be. When we arrived, I had my mouth open because I was so captivated by what I saw. The building was enormous, and I was eager to be there, The gateman led us to the door and instructed us to wait there until the madam attended to us. When the madam eventually arrived, she greeted my uncle before turning to me.
"Good morning ma, I said
How are you today, "Good morning, my dear"?
"Wow such a nice woman," I thought.
The following conversation took place as she requested a member of her staff to lead me to my room.
"You are the new girl", asked by her
"Yes ma" I responded and she sighed
"This is your room and I nodded
After a little while, my madam sent for me and inquired about my name, my history, my age, and any medical conditions to which I had previously disclosed.
It being late at night, I was wide awake and ecstatic to be in the city.
The following day, when it was time for household tasks, she handed me laundry to wash, which I was happy to accomplish but did not please her. I observed that she was irritable and strict, not taking things lightly, and she began to give me rules, which made my heart skip a beat for a moment. The rules run as follows: no use of cell phone, no entry to the main apartment because I was giving the boys quarter to stay and so on
She then gave me a plate and spoon separately, warning me not to touch the plate from her kitchen and that I could only drink water from the faucet.
I was about to use the plate for food the following day when the daughter rushed over and grabbed it from me. She yelled at me and said the plate was for feeding their cats and it wasn't healthy for me to use. I almost sobbed, but I kept it together, and that was the beginning of my enslavement. Am I really that poor? Why would she treat me this way? I asked myself.
She so thoroughly despised me that she instilled such terror in me that I was unable to control my heavy heart every time I saw her or whenever she called my name. I tried to ask inquiries, but no one would provide me with logical explanations. She treated me like a slave.
After working there for a month and finding out from one of her employees that she is a callous person who will never offer you anything for free in the house, I had to leave the job to protect my mental health in the future and regain my sanity.
The narrative viewpoint from the main character made the story immersive. I could empathize with her hopes, confusion, and hurt. The transition from that initial optimism to the harsh reality of the treatment and "enslavement" was jarring and impactful. The madam's strict rules and belittling actions clearly took an emotional toll. Well nice write, Thanks for sharing.
Thank you
Oh my… I am sorry you have to go through this.
Some people can be so cruel, I have seen experiences like that. I wonder if the woman knows that she is just an human being.
It was the best decision, leaving was the best decision.
Nice work
Most of these wealthy people behave like that, they enslave their maids and instill fear in them but I had to leave the work for my sanity, I can never jeopardize my mental health because of working for someone.
It's good you left. From the moment you were led to your room and the colleague employee sighed, I knew there was trouble. Glad you took to your heels early enough
I don't know what was about to fall on me when the other lady sighed at that statement, but it took courage to leave that house because I had the option and my Uncle was there to get me in no time. Thank you for your support
You're most welcome
Sorry dear.
All this errand girl things is not that nice when you are in the wrong hands.
Glad you left early enough to escape the worst.
It is better to realize quickly than to endure pain
Working relationships can have an unpleasant, heart-wrenching burden. Fortunately you were able to get out of that relationship. Thank you for this story, @eunice9200! Looking forward to seeing your comments on the other stories.
Most people are tangled in this kind of situation and have no way out but I was quicker to run for my life before I lost my sanity. Thank you for your support @theinkwell