Showing posts with label kitty litter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kitty litter. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 03, 2016

Poop, they discontinued Maxx Scoop!

I went to Canadian Tire two weeks ago and I couldn't find Maxx Scoop. The girl at cash asked me if I found everything I came for, so I told her I didn't find the Maxx scoop. SHe confirmed Canadian Tire no longer carried it. Which bugged me a great deal.

I looked online and found out Purina in their infinite wisdom discontinued the product due to "low sales". Really?  It was the kitty litter you could find at all pet stores, all grocery stores, all Canadian Tires and Walmarts.  If it had such poor sales surely all these retailers would have stopped carrying the brand.

I'm trying another brand, but nothing kept the smell down as well as Maxx Scoop. Not impressed with you PURINA!

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Tearful talk with cleaning lady

On Friday I had the unpleasant task of telling my cleaning lady about her previous week's blunder. It was hard because I had to be nice and make my point at the same time. As I said previously I really like my cleaning lady and she's going through a rough time. I watched her walk up the driveway and I could tell she was already having a bad day.

I was very gentle with her. I explained I wasn't mad at her, but at the event. Her first reaction was "Why didn't you call me up, I would have come to pick up the mess". I know she lives far away and works nights, which means at the time I found the mess, she was probably sleeping. Told her while it really upset me because I'd had a rough week, that hubby picked up the mess. That all I wanted was for her not to balance kitty litter on top of something again. Poor woman was so fragile she broke into tears.

I spent about 10 minutes holding her because she was just crying. I know she's worried about her immediate future and she's really stressed. I felt so bad.  While I was holding her I told her how much I cared for her and appreciated her, and that I understood she's spacey lately because she's preoccupied.

I still feel guilty I told her about the accident. I didn't need to add to her stresses and problems.

Saturday, July 09, 2011

My cleaning lady really pissed me off

Left kitty litter on sewing basket!
It didn't help I came home to this yesterday because my cleaning lady has also been going to a rough time. My cleaning lady is a wonderful woman who's in her early 60's and has had a really rough life. She never went beyond grade 7 at school, which means she doesn't even have a high school leaving diploma [grade 11]. She's been working for close to 15 years restocking shelves at the Zellers in Pointe-Claire overnight. It's not a fun job especially at her age but it's almost a living. Unfortunately Target, has bought her particular Zellers and once they take it over she will lose her job or at least her salary will be back to minimum wage if she does keep it. She's been depressed and fretting over this for months now.

This means that she's more spacey then usual. She always forgets at least one thing, usually it's turning off the lights after she's done, but of late she leaves bags in random places or the mop. Heck last week she forgot her umbrella on my front door and two weeks before that she forgot her sweater in the kitchen.

But yesterday she outdid herself in spaciness and while it really pissed me off, when I do talk to her next Friday I'll just ask her not to do this again so if she spaces out, the results will be different. No matter how upset I was when I saw it, I certainly won't chew her out or dock her pay or anything like that.  I suppose she put the kitty litter on sewing basket while she mopped the floor. It's hard to see it's a sewing basket because I cover it with a towel since the kitties like to use it as a chair to look out of the window. Problem is she left it there, and I presume one of the 4 cats decided it might be a good idea to use the litter not realizing it was precariously perched and it toppled emptying it's contents on the sewing machine desk, the floor, the chair, the vent you name it there was kitty litter on it.

I'm sure in a couple of weeks I'll look at this entry and laugh but last night when I spotted that, it was just too much. I had a complete and utter meltdown. It was the straw that broke the camel's back or the drop that made the glass overflow. Thankfully hubby picked up the mess, I just couldn't cope.