You book a new maid from a cleaning company – keeping on top of all your chores is getting exhausting. She turns up wearing a French maid outfit under her coat and explains it’s part of the deal – traditional uniforms. She sizes you up, and you notice that she’s almost a foot taller than you. “So, do you need someone to help you reach the cobwebs on the ceiling?” she asks, cheerfully. “Oops! Sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude. You’re just… well. I’m sure I’m not the FIRST girl who has pointed out how short you are, right?” she asks.