Last Saturday, I received a beautiful email written in hokku style:

je vous propose de devenir
comédienne de théâtre
vous êtes belle

English translation:

I propose you to become / a comic actress in the theatre / you are beautiful.

I’ve never received such a poetry in my life, in response to my announcements about jobs.

Monsieur Didier, “a serious man” living in the 12 arrondissement, was in fact looking for a housemaid, but he also looks for a kind of inspiration searching through announcements online and selecting faces he thinks would look perfect at the theatre. He himself, as he says, is an author, an actor, and a director, an old man of 67 years.

I asked whether the role of a comic actress and of a housemaid was the same one.

No, he said, I’m a serious man. In fact, since a few days, I’ve been looking for someone who could clean my appartement 2-3 hours per week. I can hire you for the whole year but I can also propose you a role at the theatre.

OK, I agreed, and we decided that I came on Monday around 11 a.m. That is, today.

I left my house 10 minutes later than I had to, and on my way sent M. Didier a message saying that I were coming but would be 10 minute late.

– Ah mais madame ce mercredi, he answered.

It turned out that he noted that I came on Wednesday… while in our Saturday messages it was clearly Monday.

– Mais non madame, c’est absolument mercredi. Now I’m invited.

So I had to come back before I arrived at his place.

It was raining, I was angry, the musicians in the metro were agressively loud.