This is so interesting to read; she’s not one of the ones I would expect to be like that.

Is anyone else getting a real Spicoli vibe off this dude?

I prefer to call her the Swintonator.

Kind of a long story, but I would have basically been in charge of all the clothes in the house for a husband, wife, and their two young sons. The wife had begun to not trust some of the other housekeepers to manage the laundry since they had ruined some expensive dry-clean only items or something. Part of the long…

I interviewed for a job as a wardrobe manager for a rich (but not famous) couple in my city. They had four laundry rooms.

Alligators are not monsters, they’re wild animals.

holy cats I LOVED him and pined for him and tried to devise how to get to California and make him fall in love with me.

Please please pleasepleaseplease tell me the kind of things he was wearing. It must have been totally bonkers insane to actually get to the point of firing (or he was just super dense?). My mental image is of something vaguely wizard-like and I really hope that to be the case, just for my own amusement.

meanwhile, we got Unkie Ralph and the boat shoe brigade feckless and bare-skinned in linen freaking shortpants