If you’ve ever worked in the cleaning industry, you know every day is an adventure. Some homes sparkle after you’re done. Others… require a deep clean for your soul.

But every once in a while, a story comes along that makes you question whether you accidentally signed up to clean a haunted house.

Allow us to introduce the man who accused our maid of witchcraft.

The Almighty Blessing

It all started beautifully. Through the charity Cleaning for a Reason, we were matched to help a couple, both cancer patients, with two free cleanings. After our first visit, Mr. Naeem sent us a message that made our hearts melt:

“It’s like my spouse & I have been given a gift from THE ALMIGHTY… Stay blessed always, the entire Oakville team, BRAVO.”

So sweet, right? Our team felt like superheroes armed with Swiffers.

From Blessed to Stressed

Fast-forward to the second free cleaning. Everything went smoothly, well, at first. He even left another glowing review:

“Very satisfied in every respect. Stay blessed always.”

An hour later, things took a sharp turn.

Suddenly, we were receiving angry messages… dozens of them. The tone switched from “God bless you” to “Is this how you treat terminal cancer patients???” He accused our cleaner of doing an awful job and then, a few hours later, of stealing perfume.

We responded with grace (and caffeine). Our manager Valentina offered a free re-clean to make it right, even though we’d already done both free cleanings.

And just like that — poof! — the theft accusation vanished. He apologized.

Even the Cleaning for a Reason manager noted, “His attitude changed completely, as if it were two different people typing.”

We were starting to agree.

The Witching Hour

You’d think that was the end. You’d be wrong.

A few weeks later, we offered a third courtesy clean, hoping to bring peace, harmony, and maybe some lemon-scented calm. Enters Annete, one of our best cleaners. She’s detailed and absolutely not magical (as far as HR knows). Within 30 minutes, Annete texted her supervisor, Val

“I’m being over-supervised… I think the wife is giving me instructions every minute.”

Val, ever the diplomat, reminded her that the clients had been through a lot and maybe didn’t realize how intense they were being. But soon after, Annete messaged again:

“I don’t think I can work under these conditions.”

Val called the customer to smooth things over. The cleaning wrapped up, and for a moment, everything seemed calm.

The Dryer Mat Drama

That night, the client texted:

“The maid didn’t say goodbye and threw away our bags!”

Then, on Monday:

“She destroyed our kitchen paper holder and drying mat!”

We weren’t guilty of what they were accusing us, though in the spirit of settling on a somewhat positive terms, we apologized (again) and even replaced the items out of our own pocket. You’d think that would settle it, right?

At 11 PM that night… ding.
Another text.
Then another.
Then 30 more.

This time, the accusation took a supernatural turn.

“Your maid did witchcraft on me and my family.”

Yes, you read that correctly. Witchcraft. Not “missed a spot,” not “left streaks on the mirror.”
Actual witchcraft.

Notifications like this rolled in all night like a horror movie. By morning, we were still receiving texts, and we had to contact his social worker to de-escalate the situation.

Moral of the Story

• Be kind to your cleaners. They’re there to help, not to hex.
• If your home feels “spiritually lighter,” that’s just good cleaning service, not witchcraft.
• And when in doubt, remember: sometimes saying “no more courtesy cleans” is self-care for your staff and your sanity.

Because here at Oakville Maids, we don’t use potions… only polish.

✨ No spells, just sparkle. ✨