Wednesday, August 18, 2010
My Turn, finally
by Marshfield Manor's nosy assistant, Frances
Nosy? Hardly! That's that darned author talking again. How dare she characterize me as nosy! And that book she wrote that's titled Grace Under Pressure? Should have been called Frances Under Pressure. Somebody around here needs to keep her eye on things and that somebody just happens to be me. That new girl, Grace Wheaton, is in over her head if you want my opinion. She started here just a few months ago working for Abe (God rest his soul) and now she believes she runs Marshfield Manor.
Okay, yes, I do understand that technically she is in charge. That's only because The Mister has been bamboozled by her, and whatever The Mister wants he gets. But is she the best choice for the job? Pheh! I don't think so.
Who do you think really ran the place when Abe was alive? Me, that's who. For decades. I know everything that goes on here. I know precisely what needs to be done every single day, every single minute. But does Grace ever say "Thank you, Frances?" No.
Well, not nearly enough.
Abe was getting up there in years and he let me run things the way they should be run. He understood that I knew exactly what I was doing. That made him easy to work with. This Grace... she's a real pill. She has opinions about what needs to be done. Opinions she forms without consulting me! Foolish girl.
Now don't you be thinking that when Abe got killed I wanted his job. No way. I'm perfectly content in my role as assistant. But this Grace has it in her head to upgrade Marshfield Manor. She wants the staff to start using computers and email. Fine. I'll learn, but would it kill her to show a little appreciation for all I do around here without being asked?
That girl is trouble. I can see it in the way she protects her personal life from me. But I do have to give her a little credit. She's getting involved in figuring out who might have killed Abe. That's a good start. Now, if she bothers to ask me for help we might be able to find some common ground. But I doubt she will.