Sticky Floor

I came home tonight to find the apartment smelling of some kind of cleaning product. This has got to be a good thing! The next thing I noticed was that when I lifted my feet off the floor there was a tacky sticky sensation. On closer inspection I noticed that the entire floor was covered with a waxy cleaning polish. I asked if it was her that 'cleaned' the floor. She proudly admitted to it. I said "You know, when you polish a floor, you have to actually polish off the wax compound, otherwise it's not polished, right?". "Oh tried to do that but it wouldn't come off". I was obviously dealing with a fucking idiot, and there was no point continuing this conversation. "Don't worry, I'll fix the floor", to which she realised that she had fucked up, yet again. She insisted that she help, so I started on one end of the room and she started on another, but with in a matter of several minutes, she screams out loud that she is late and has to leave. She gets up, gets changed and before running out the door she had the insolence to ask me if her shoes looked appropriate with her dress. She stormed out of the apartment only to come back almost immediately to start knocking on the door. I get up off the floor and open the door to find her scrambling for her keys "Oh sorry, I was just checking if I had my keys".
Today's reason my flatmate pisses me off;
She made a complete mess of the floor while thinking she was doing everyone a favour, and then promptly left the house when she realised that it was going to take a serious amount of work to rectify the situation.





