Confessions of a Hotel Maid
Plagues Do Not Come Without a Reason
by Daniel Whyte III with Meriqua Whyte
Confessions of a Hotel Maid
The Weekend Team
Amy Carpenter, Ann Luxley, and Carlita Lopez met early Monday morning in the supply room washing area to gather the things they needed to begin their work day.
“I wish these weekend workers would stop leaving their last wash loads in the dryer for us to fold and put away for them,” Ann said as she pulled a stack of towels out of one of the dryers. She plopped them on the folding table and began folding them vigorously. “I have a mind to report them to management.”
“And aren’t they supposed to refill all the cleaning bottles with cleaning supplies for the Monday morning team?” Amy asked, picking up two empty bottles and two half-empty bottles of liquid cleanser from off the shelf.
“Yes. They are supposed to. They have been neglecting their duties for weeks now. If we don’t say anything to management, they are going to continue taking advantage of us,” Ann said.
“Buenos dias, amigas,” Carlita said hurrying in. “Who’s going to continue taking advantage of us? Are we in trouble?”
“No,” Amy said. “The weekend team keeps leaving towels and sheets in the dryers instead of folding them up and putting them away as they are supposed to.”
“And not only in the dryer. They have left things in the washing machines before,” Ann said. “I’m tired of doing their work.”
“Many hands make light work,” Carlita said as she picked up a towel and started helping with the folding.
Ann shot her a questioning look. “When you don’t do your work and others have to take time out of their schedule to do your work for you it is taking advantage of the other person. That’s not showing respect for your fellow workers.”
Carlita smiled. “It might be taking advantage of us, but I have a better name for it. I call it lazy, slothful, not thinking of others.”
“Mmm. I like slothful better,” Ann said.
“Me, too,” Amy said as they laughed.
“Amigas, in celebration of Cinco de Mayo, my people will be putting on a fiesta in the community park this Saturday from two until the last person leaves,” Carlita said. “There will be all kinds of Mexican food like tacos, tortillas, burritos, frijoles, tamales, pan dulce. There will be all kinds of drinks like batido de fruta.”
“Batido de what? What’s that?” Amy asked.
Carlita smiled. “That’s fruit milk shake. And jugo de pina; that’s pineapple drink. And lots of sweets for the children. We’ll even have someone playing Mexican games with the children.”
“I’d better brush up on my Spanish, then,” Amy said. “Hola. Gracias. Muy bien. How’s that? Where can I get a Spanish dictionary?”
“No need to,” Carlita said as the friends laughed. “The best way to learn is to pick it up as you interact with the folks. There will be Mexican music and dancers will be dancing. We’re going to be dressed up in our native dresses. It will be a grand time. Por favor. I want you to come. Will you? And bring your family and friends. There will be no charge to come. You will only have to pay for food, but the prices will be half what you would pay for it at a restaurant. Plus, you can always haggle your price. My family will be setting up a booth with food and other things. My mother and her sisters went to Mexico and brought back some other things that they will be selling. It’s going to be a festive time. I’ll have sombreros for all of you, including the children. If you want, bring a blanket for siesta—afternoon nap.”
“You can count me in,” Amy said. “I’m always looking for fun places to go. Takes away from the hum-drum of hotel work: changing dirty linen, picking up dirty towels, cloroxing down bath tiles, emptying trash cans full of surprises, and dealing with the constant harassment of wicked men—even church men—who somehow think they can say anything to me. Now, don’t get me wrong: I love my job; it’s only a temporary thing while I work on my medical degree.”
“Count me in as well,” Ann said to Carlita. “Camine will enjoy herself. Maybe I can get her father to join us.”
“How are things between you two?” Carlita asked as she stacked her cart with clean fluffy white bath towels and face cloths, Kleenex, toilet paper, filters for the coffee machines.
“Things are at a stand-still. He’s not talking well at all. I can only hope for things to work out. I really want him to come back for Camine’s sake. She keeps asking why can’t he come live with us or we go live with him. How do you tell a five year old that her dream of us being together as a family once again may never happen?” Ann said.
“Aw, keep hoping. Things will work out,” Carlita said. “Just keep praying. God answers prayer.”
“Yeah. That’s all I can do: Hope and pray,” Ann said with a sigh. “Well, I guess we better get to work.” She placed the last item on her cart and started pushing it out of the supply room. “Remember we meet here at around two after we clock out to talk about Amy ‘s incident with Mr. Bible Man.”
End of the Day Review
As was their custom whenever both were in town, Franklin and Bianca Patel met in either of their offices to review their clients’ cases for that day and to discuss the best way to proceed in helping their clients have a happier and more peaceful family life.
“This has been one busy day for sure,” Bianca said rubbing her temples. “That Randy Rawlings needs a good old-fashioned thrashing. Thank you for talking to him man-to-man and getting him to see the need to tell his wife about his infidelity. He’s actually living in adultery. No marriage is worth a flip if it’s based on lies and deceit.”
“I tried to show him . . . well, I didn’t try to show him; he’s not saved so I figured he wouldn’t understand if I quoted the verses directly from the Bible. I just paraphrased what the Bible says in the book of Proverbs,” Franklin said. “You know in Proverbs chapter five where it says ‘drink water out of thine own cistern, and running waters out of thine own well.’ And also, ‘rejoice with the wife of thy youth,’ and ‘why wilt thou be ravished with a strange woman and embrace the bosom of a strange woman?’ He claims he loves his wife and he really does not want to leave her, but he’s just tired of married life and that it has not turned out to be what he thought it would be. He feels tied down in his marriage. He feels free with this other woman. He claims his wife is no longer fun to be around.”
“Excuses, excuses, excuses,” Bianca said. “I’m glad he’s finally agreed to tell Rhoda about his adulterous affair he’s having with this other woman.”
“Yes,” Franklin said. “It took awhile for him to see where he was at fault. He kept telling me his wife created the atmosphere that sent him into the arms of another woman. I had a hard time getting him to see that it was a choice he made no matter the circumstances. The first thing I’m going to do is share with them their need to get saved if they truly want a happy marriage because only God can work true forgiveness in either of their hearts. And only God can help him to see his need to stop seeing this other woman if he expects his marriage to stay intact. I say we talk to them at our next session.”
* * * * *
“So glad you both could come this evening,” Franklin said as he and his wife cheerfully greeted Randy and Rhoda. “Have a seat. Let’s pray and get on down to the business at hand. I believe we’re going to move a few steps closer to reconciliation this evening.”
Randy and his wife sat in the chairs in front of Franklin’s desk facing him. Randy kept his eyes down refusing to meet Franklin’s eyes. Bianca sat in a chair off to Franklin’s right.
“Randy, Rhoda, I have no doubt that you both love each other and that you both want to see your marriage work or you would not have come in for counseling every week for almost three months now. As I’ve shared with you before, God is the One who created this thing we call marriage and that being the case, He has the blueprint for marriage which if we all follow will lead us to having a truly happy marriage and not a marriage that is built on lies and deceit.”
Randy shifted in his seat. Rhoda crossed her legs.
“I’m going to ask you a question which Bianca and I asked you both before in one of our earlier sessions, and that question is: Have you been faithful to your spouse since the beginning of your marriage? In other words, have either of you had any sexual contact whatsoever with another person you are not married to since the inception of your marriage? Rhoda, you can go first.”
“Yes, I have been faithful to my husband since day one of our marriage,” Rhoda said looking at her husband.
Randy kept his head down.
“What you’re saying is you have not had sex with any other man except for your husband Randy since day one of your marriage. Is that correct?” Franklin asked.
“Yes. That’s what I’m saying,” Rhoda said.
“How about you, Randy? Can you say the same?” Franklin asked.
Randy did not answer right away. He shifted his feet under his chair before looking up at Franklin.
Rhoda sat up as she shifted her gaze to her husband. She opened her mouth as if to say something. Franklin held up his hand to silence her.
“Would you expand on that, please?” Franklin said to Randy.
“Well, I have been seeing this other woman for almost a year now, and . . .”
“What?” Rhoda said. “Why you . . .”
“Rhoda, please let him finish speaking,” Franklin said.
“Oh, he’s going to finish alright,” Rhoda said.
“Yes. It’s true. I have been seeing this person for almost a year now. And we have had sex more than once,” Randy said. He looked up at his wife. “I’m sorry, Rhoda. I never planned on this to happen. It just happened. I was getting tired of the marriage and all it’s responsibilities. I feel tied down and you’re not helping any when all you do is question everything I do and every place I go. If I come in a few minutes late you begin questioning me. If I have to rush out of the house because I’m running late you question that. If I come in and feel the need to lie down because I’ve had a rough day you question that. I feel tied down. I don’t feel appreciated. On top of that, you are no longer fun to be around.”
“Well, you’re no longer fun to be around either, but you don’t see me go running off into the arms of another man. Who is this woman anyway?” Rhoda asked.
“You don’t know her,” Randy said.
“How could you do this to me?” Rhoda quietly said. “All you had to do was tell me how you felt, but instead you went running to some other woman.”
“I tried to talk with you, but you would cut me off and cut me down with your complaining and fault-finding; you would not listen to me,” Randy said.
“How could you do this to me? How could you defile our marriage bed? What is it that this other woman has that I do not have?” Rhoda burst out crying.
Bianca handed Rhoda the box of Kleenex as she rubbed her back to comfort her.
“I know this is a sensitive time,” Franklin said after Rhoda’s crying subsided. “Rhoda, now that Randy’s confessed this, are you willing to forgive him? Without forgiveness we’re really back to square one.”
“Forgive him? How can you forgive that? He did not see her just one time. He’s been seeing her for almost a year even while we are here getting counseling to try to fix this marriage, leading us all to believe that he really wants the marriage fixed. He’s been lying all this time. He does not love me,” Rhoda said.
“Yes, he does, or he would not have confessed it,” Bianca said. “He could have kept up this facade, but his conscience has been bothering him about it so much so he had to come clean.”
“I don’t know if I can forgive him,” Rhoda said.
“Don’t you want him to forgive you for the evil behaviors you displayed in the marriage?” Bianca said.
“Mine are minor compared to what he has done,” Rhoda said.
“Negativities in a marriage or in any relationship for that matter are not trivial when they threaten the well-being of the marriage,” Franklin said. “Are you willing to forgive him? That’s the only way you can move on. Maybe you need some time to digest this.”
Rhoda’s only answer was to blow her nose in the wad of Kleenex in her hand.
“Randy, you’ve come clean and that’s the first step. Now, are you willing to forgive your wife for all those things she did wrong in the marriage—things that seem trivial to her but are a big thing to you?”
Randy looked at his wife then back at Franklin. “Dr. Frank,” he said, “I’m not going to lie. I’m not going to forget the things she did.”
“I’m not asking you to forget. I’m asking you to forgive. In other words, are you willing to not hold things over her head so much so that when you remember the things she has done you won’t get angry or elicit a negative response? And you will remember those things she did wrong. The devil will make sure of that.”
Randy ran his hands through his hair. He looked at his wife. “Yes. I’m willing to forgive,” he said.
“If you mean business, then I want you to call this other woman and tell her you can’t see her anymore,” Franklin said.
Randy’s eyes popped open. “I can’t do that over the phone. That’s something I have to tell her in person.”
“Why?” Franklin asked.
Randy shrugged his shoulders. “It just seems like the right thing to do.”
“I’ll let you think about that for a while,” Franklin said. “Without true sorrow and without true forgiveness we are back where we started. True sorrow and true forgiveness will move the ball forward. In fact, that’s part of the backbone, if you will allow me to make that analogy, to a strong marriage. But you cannot exercise true sorrow and true forgiveness if you don’t have Jesus in your life. I asked you before if you would like to know how to become a Christian, one of you said you were not interested; the other said you were not ready. Are you now ready to accept Jesus into your life and let Him help you be the husband and wife you ought to be so that you can have a marriage you will want to stay in and not run out of and get a divorce? He will help you to forgive each other and grant you the grace to go on without harboring any bitterness or anger toward each other.”
Randy and Rhoda looked at each other.
“I’m ready,” Randy said.
Rhoda showed her consent by nodding her head.
“Wonderful,” Franklin said. “In John three verse sixteen, Jesus says, For God so loved the world (that includes you, Randy, and you, Rhoda, because you are part of the world) that He gave His only begotten Son (that Son is Jesus Christ who He sent to die on the cross for our sins) that whosoever (whosoever means anybody at any time) believeth in Him (that is believe in Jesus Christ; that He died on the cross for their sins) should not perish (that is perish in hell) but have everlasting life (that is everlasting life in Heaven). The Bible tells us in Romans chapter ten verses nine and thirteen, ‘that if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him (Jesus Christ) from the dead, thou shalt be saved.’ ‘For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.’ Are you willing to pray and tell God that you believe that His Son Jesus Christ died for you and that you are now ready to call upon His name and accept Him into your heart as your Lord and Savior?”
“Yes,” Randy and Rhoda both said.
“Praise God! Follow me in prayer: Holy Father God, I come before You because I have no other one to turn to. Having heard Your Word on how to be saved and why I should get saved, I now ask You to be my Savior. I confess my sin of going my own way and my own way has brought nothing but heartache and trouble. Lord, please forgive me of all of my sins. Taking You at Your Word that if I confess my sins and confess You as Lord and ask You to be my Savior I will be saved. I now confess my sins to You and ask You to come into my heart and save my soul. For you said in Your Word that whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved. Thank You for saving me. Lord, please help me to be the husband and the wife that You want me to be. I turn my marriage over to You. In Jesus name I pray. Amen.”
“Amen,” Randy and Rhoda said after praying.
“Amen and amen!” Franklin said. “Welcome to the family of God. I’m going to ask you how do you both feel. Now, don’t base what you just did on your feelings; base it on the Word of God: ‘for whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.’ Now remember: as God just forgave you of all your sins He expects you both to forgive each other. Alright? So how do you both feel?”
“I feel great,” Rhoda said with a smile, “and I forgive you, Randy. With God we’ll make it work.”
“I forgive you, too,” Randy said. “I feel like a burden has been lifted. Dr. Frank, is it alright if I use your phone? I want to call Marie and tell her I can’t see her anymore as I got a new wife to tend to and a marriage to rebuild.”