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- Ann's House -
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Saturday, April 15, 2006
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I Can Tell This Job Sucks Already:
Boss (to the new employee): We are very keen on cleanliness. Did you wipe your feet on the mat as you came in?
New employee: Yes, sir.
Boss: We are also keen on truthfulness. There is no mat.
i thought a little joke to get started would be nice although it seems to almost parallel my life a little too closely because i am a bull in a china shop.
(only such rediculous things could happen to me i am sure)
this morning i set out for ann's house. since my mom is away i took on one of her spuratic calling clients to do a bit of light house cleaning. mom was what i will now call VAGUE with directions to get to this 87 year olds living quarters.
i pull up to the 6-plex and parked in the back just like my mom had instructed me to do. but theres a problem; i don't see any doors at the back of this building. i know that ann lives in the end unit so off i go to the front of the building but encouter some prickly dry shrubs on the way. i was a bit shocked when i saw a 40ish year old woman open the door to 'ann's house'. i apologized to bother her and went to the other end unit to find ann. no answer there but the 40 year old lady came to see if i would like to phone her landlord to see what number ann's unit was. #1. of course, thats easy. but no unit's on the front claimed that number so i walked to the back of the building through the little shurbs once again and went looking for #1. i did manage to find it but i will say, it was not as easy as it should have been.
ann. sweet gal but not much for the hearing. i got started on my work. the first task was to wash the kitchen floor. as i was washing i noticed some dry flower parts on the floor, ann swept them up in a hurry and commented that 'she didn't realize her floor was that dirty'. i kept washing but kept finding more of the dry flowers. interstingly enough i noticed that the bottom 8 inches on my lulu's were covered in burrs and such. IT WAS ME CREATING THE MESS. great so i rolled up my pants to keep the shit under control. i tried to tell ann but i guess she didn't hear me. when it came time to dump the water i wanted to so she wouldn't notice all the burrs in the water but ann's a helpful lady and insisted that she do it. while she did that i set up the vaccum but not before i hear 'those men who came to drop my fridge must have brought all that dirt in here with their trolly cart' (now you may think i am a bit rotten for not setting her straight but shes sooooo hard of hearing and i guess she isn't walking around with 20/20 vision either becase her floor WAS spotless-before i got in there). things got better but not for long because i snagged some carpet that had unfinished edges with the vaccum and it made a horrendously loud sound. i say horrendously loud because ann even heard it in the other room. rather than me telling her i was capable of fixing it she got the scissors and laid down on the floor to fix it. ten minutes later i was on the move again.
when i was almost finished ann let me know that i did not perform as quickly as my mom does. but i succeeded in pay, making $20 an hour to basically clean up my own mess (ironically more than what my quickly cleaning mom gets who prolly does not do such awful things). so i dunno, is there a lessen to be learned here? you tell me...
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1 Comments:
bahaha. this was a great story.
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