scratching your b*llocks while someone cleans your house makes you feel like an unmitigated c*nt?
And curiously, I've found that when your cleaner is English, it feels that bit worse.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."
I've become used to it. The problem lies in your own prejudice, of course. You see cleaning someone else's house as a demeaning thing to have to do because you are a snob. Your discomfort has its roots in your deep-seated contempt for anyone who performs what you see as menial tasks for money.
Were you simply to see it as a valid and worthwhile occupation and the person doing it as a hardworking individual deserving of your respect independent of what they do, your discomfort would vanish.
This is a fact.
No different than paying a person to wash your car or any other “menial” task which one chooses not to do through laziness or simply not being fúcking arsed. See also gardening tasks, home DIY or repairs and to a lesser degree internet shopping.
Quite often tasks one could complete but we choose not to and instead we choose to pay.
None of the above are looked down upon.
Why can't I find a decent carwash. None of the wons do a good job near me.
They rush the job, I appreciate them putting that black stuff on my wheels to make them shine.
but please clean the bird **** off.
I expect more for my £12 to be honest.
I feel weird sitting in the car whilst all these eastern european blokes clean my car