The room was so vast it felt as if she was shrinking under the weight of its magnitude. She sat there under the warm lights flickering from the chandelier above, still like a leaf. Still, her mind kept spiralling back to the days when her own house had this quality when she had it all, a financially privileged family, a sizable home and, most of all, respect.
Savannah had her life completely figured out. She was confident about her degree; her parents had all the resources to accommodate her, and fate never seemed to go against her. It felt as if everything was perfectly aligned and under control. She would wake up in the morning with tasks to conquer and a supportive family as her acquaintance. University life was also treating her very well, and she had it all right where she wanted it.
Perhaps it was her attitude that made all the difference. She didnÔÇÖt have a single kind of bone in her body. So the people who worked in her house had to constantly deal with her wrath and anger, trodden upon by her demeaning words and lack of empathy. This one time, her gardener needed a glass of water and her little brother ended up giving him one of the family memberÔÇÖs glasses. She yelled at him for not realising that someone who works for you deserves to drink from a steel glass only and disrespectfully yanked it away. That day, one of the house attendees had told her, ÔÇ£you do realise that whatever you say to another person, or everything you do today will come back around to you in a full circle?ÔÇØ but it had made no difference to her.
Years went by, and her fatherÔÇÖs company suffered severely due to an unprecedented global recession in business markets. Her educational accomplishments didnÔÇÖt prove to be very helpful due to her lack of experience and damaged reputation amongst her peers. One by one, all of her privileges and prized possessions started slipping away. Cars were sold off to pay debts, and their house was taken away by the bank.
It takes a lifetime to build an empire and only moments before it breaks down. Savannah tried knocking on as many doors as she could, but life, I guess, had other plans now. So finally, hopeless, with no other options left, she decided to apply for a house cleaner, and here she was today. Sitting still, waiting for another bourgeois family to interview her, offer a very compromised pay or completely turn her down, just like everyone else had.
She looks up at the door as a child enters the room. At that moment, her throat begins to itch, so she asks for a glass of water. The child nods and walks out of the room again. That is when she hears it Рan older ladys voice scolding the child from another room: Havent I told you this before? Use the steel glass for maids, not the ones we use in our house; we dont mix or sit with these people, for Gods sake
