I worked in Frankfurt for a while a few years ago and my company put me up in a corporate apartment.
I met a few expats in the office and spent every night on the piss. After a week or so, I got up in the morning and thought to myself "I really must stay in and clear this place up, it's a mess"
When I got back that evening, I unlocked the door and thought I was in the wrong apartment as it was spotless. Then I saw my clothes hanging up and it dawned on me that a maid had been.
Went in the bedroom and she'd made a nice neat pile of the 'gentleman's interest' mags I'd acquired during my stay.
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I met a few expats in the office and spent every night on the piss. After a week or so, I got up in the morning and thought to myself "I really must stay in and clear this place up, it's a mess"
When I got back that evening, I unlocked the door and thought I was in the wrong apartment as it was spotless. Then I saw my clothes hanging up and it dawned on me that a maid had been.
Went in the bedroom and she'd made a nice neat pile of the 'gentleman's interest' mags I'd acquired during my stay.