MAN HOURS
There's just no accounting for how my brain works. Groupon sent me a advert for 3 man hours of cleaning for a particlaur price. Immediately my brain starts wondering are they really going to send a man to clean my house? Oh wow, that would be cool and has all sorts of plot bunny possibilities. He could move furniture and vaccuum behind it and stuff. Would he wear a maid's outfit? Okay, brain lock on that one. How 'bout jeans and really tight white t-shirt...
Then I got to the second part of that the ad. -----A 49-point cleaning checklist helps the team to stay focused throughout the service, guiding them from room to room as they tick the boxes next to "disinfect sinks," "vacuum carpets," and "polish glassware in Frankensteinian underground laboratory."---
Really? You'd polish my glassware? There are days when there is a lab in my kitchen, which unfortunately is not underground. Drat, maybe that how they get out of actually having to do the aforementioned task.
The last part of the ad claims they guarantee 24 hrs worth of cleanliness after the visit. Say what? I have 2 kids, 2 cats and a husband who has rocket parts all over the library. Do these people cast a magic spell? Or is there duct tape involved? Hmmm, maybe I need to look into this.