"Lita was excited because even Rosie was looking down at her now. She wasalso excited with the prospect of meeting all those maids and be one ofthem. ...er ultimate dream was about to become true as Miss Magda would saynow.The voice of Mme Ahmad from the kitchen brought them back to reality,"Girls have you finished unpacking? We need some tea please and thepizzas will be here in half an hour so you can prepare the table in thedining room." We'll be there in a minute Mme," both answered in unison. ...........................................................It was a couple of weeks after that first 'Close encounter' that another crisis hit our two departments but this time, try as I could to deny it, I had to admit that the fault lay with me. Well we coped with it as ever, but it was mainly Alexa's efforts which dug us out of the pit which my section's actions had almost allowed us to fall into. It happened on a Friday, a day when the cleaning staff traditionally started and finished. I know just enough of the King's English to explain why there are no British restaurants anywhere in the world except on the island itself. I found it very interesting that a woman with a British last name and a Slavic first name should slip into French in a situation like this."Okay, I just had a high school flashback of Sister Maria smacking my hand with a ruler for swearing in the cafeteria. Let's see, we're idiots who couldn't find a bull in a china shop."She held a hand up to cover her. As the car reversed the headlights fell on me and she looked up and met my eyes. She paled instantly and slumped into the seat as the car passed me. I was really pissed off and knew that I needed some time to cool off so I decided to walk home. It was only ten miles so I figured by the time I got home maybe my mood would be a little better. It took me two hours to get home and halfway there the rain started to pour and I got drenched to the bone. When I got home to my apartment I was not.