Don't Mr. Clean commercials usually involve him mansplaining cleaning products to a woman and nodding approval at her cleaning efforts?
It really adds insult to injury, doesn't it? The message isn't just that cleaning is women's work -- it's that women can't even do it properly unless some bald dude mansplains it to her and superintends her efforts.
And in reality, at least in my experience, men are inferior cleaners. Like the toilet bowl? It has this whole outside part to it. You can't just wipe the seat and swivel the brush around for a half a minute.
And yet, Mr. Clean has been promoted to a supervisory position.
Post by CassandraW on Jan 15, 2017 20:12:42 GMT -5
Heh. I'm OCD about cleaning, too, to tell you the truth. Especially the bathroom and kitchen.
As for whether it is good or bad, it probably depends on who you get and just how OCD you are.
I had a cleaning service for a while, when I worked at my first crazy job after law school. I had no time to sleep, much less clean or do laundry, so I had someone come in once a week. I got rid of them as soon as I had a slightly less crazy job. For one thing, I don't really like having strangers in my apartment when I'm not there. I had no other choice for a while, but as soon as I did, I wanted them out. But there were other things: First, they actually didn't do nearly as good a job as I did, which annoyed me. Second, they broke my vacuum cleaner. Third, they shrunk one of my dry-clean only lambswool sweaters. I did NOT have it in the hamper; I had it on the back of a chair, but apparently they decided to wash and dry it anyway. I came home to find it sized for a five-year-old, but folded neatly on top of the rest of my laundry, as though they hadn't noticed they shrunk it by half. That pissed me off a lot.
All that said, I have a couple of friends who RAVE about their cleaning people and couldn't do without them. So I may just have had bad luck.
Anyway, I live alone, have a small one-bedroom apartment and a habit of picking up after myself every day, so cleaning isn't usually too onerous -- it never gets bad enough to make cleaning an all-day task. If I had a pet and/or some sloppy kids, that might be another thing.