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“How I Survived the Housekeeping Job” by Nancy L. Jones

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It was March of 1991.

I was 19.

We were working as housekeeping assistants at a New York City apartment complex.

I had just graduated from college and was about to move to New York to start a full-time career as a housekeeper.

One of my co-workers, a young woman named Jessica, was a bit of a tomboy, which made us all feel like we were on a quest.

We would be on the couch, chatting, when we would realize that Jessica had just walked in the door.

“Oh my God, Jessica, what are you doing?” she asked, startled.

She didn’t know what to do.

She looked at me, her eyes wide, as if she were trying to figure out how to talk to me.

“How do you know my name?” she said.

I didn’t.

I wasn’t sure.

I started to think about how I was going to tell Jessica, so I asked my boss.

He told me, “You need to tell her.”

I told Jessica I didn’st know her name.

Jessica was shocked.

I told her she could call me.

She called me.

I talked to her about how great I was, how wonderful I was.

I gave her a hug and told her that I loved her.

She said, “I love you too.”

We hung up and then we got dressed.

I said, Jessica: “I have to go.”

We headed to the elevator, and I asked her, “Do you think you could tell me if you’re married?”

She looked down and said, “‘Yes, I can,'” and walked out the door without answering.

Jessica came home and I couldn’t believe it.

The first time I ever saw her face was when she came into the kitchen with a box of chocolate cake for me.

It was the first time we had talked about anything.

I thought to myself, “What’s going on?

What’s going to happen?”

I started looking at my notes.

The next day I found out Jessica was married.

She was living in New York, in a nice, spacious apartment in a neighborhood where I’d grown up, and she was a great housekeeper, with her sweet, beautiful voice and her wonderful personality.

I think I was like that for a long time.

But I’m still trying to find out who she is.

I have a few more years left in the job.

We’ll see.

One day, when I’m 70, I’ll be doing my first job interview.

Jessica’s story might help people who are thinking about getting married or having children.

It may even give people a better understanding of the role they’re going to play in the lives of their family members.

I’m also trying to get the word out about the dangers of letting a lot of bad things happen to your family and friends when they are out of the house, when they’re home alone.

If you’re thinking about a career as housekeeper and you think your boss may not know your name, you might consider contacting Nancy Jones.

Nancy is the author of three books: “How to Make a Perfect Marriage” and “The Best Man for the Job.”

Nancy is also the author, with a new book out this week, of “The Biggest Mistake in Your Life: The Secret to Finding Happiness” and the memoir “Life’s Not A Show, It’s a Dance.”

Her website is NancyLJones.com.

This is an abridged version of an interview that aired on Jan. 19, 2017, on New York’s WCBS-TV.