Thursday, September 29, 2016
Which Reminds Me
During the last year that we lived in El Salvador, my senior year of high school, our maid was named Margarita. She mentioned that she had previously worked for the family of one of my classmates, the Burzios, but I don't remember now what she said about them. One imagines that a maid's viewpoint would be a little skewed to the bottom rung of the social ladder, and anyway some things are too personal to discuss with the maid Margarita, one would agree. So I tend to take these maid comments with a grain of salt, because that probably means something else that I wouldn't want to have to explain in so many words.