I've been feeling a bit better since I've been working. It seems that I have some things going for me these days. This is always a good thing. I don't know why I haven't written lately. I stopped taking my medication. I don't think I will go back on it. It doesn't seem that it has messed me up. The doctor told me that it would mess me up if I stopped taking it without weening myself off. If I stayed with it, I would have had to start paying for it. I can't afford much these days. It will be different when I start working full time. In a couple of months I'm expecting a raise. I know I will get a raise too.
I'm lucky to have a nice boss. I ask him questions just to get him talking. I like talking to him, well... I like listening to him talk is what I mean. He'll tell me about this and that about the management company he gets his contracts from. It seems that they haven't got their sh*t together. They had more than 18 days to paint 2 units (houses). It takes the painters a day to paint one unit. They had 16 turnovers this month (when a person moves out, and another person moves in shortly after). They could have done all the work by now and it is still not done.
I was working in a unit that was rented for the weekend and two people showed up with stuff to move in and the place wasn't even ready yet. I told them that I wasn't told that someone was going to be moving in today. The lady said: "Yeah, it was supposed to be tomorrow, but I thought I could move some boxes in today." The lock had been changed which means that they already got the key. I told them to come back in an hour. My manager was finishing up that unit and I got to go through 2 other units (one that I spent the whole morning working in) finishing up minor things.
The couple that tried to move their stuff in today might have refused that unit had they seen what it looked like before we got in there. My boss had to use oven cleaner on the tub and toilet upstairs because it was so dirty that scrubbing it with ajax hardly did anything. If you think that is bad, *If you are eating, don't read this next sentence* He got a call from the property manager at another location telling him about used tampons behind the fridge.
There was a place that was so bad that it took 22 hours to clean. They actually lost money on that. I asked my boss about that. He said the drawyers were FULL of cigarette butts and the walls were dripping with grease and nicotine. They had to tear the walls out and put in new walls. There was also a place that had a death smell. Someone had died, but the smell still lingered and had to be removed.
One day my boss told me that he wanted to get into the crime scene field. Apparently, when you clean up after murders, suicides, and even deaths you can expect a thousand dollars for just showing up. There are special masks that they use so that they don't have to smell the death smell. There is a course one must take to get into this field on how to dispose and handle bodily fluids. He said that when you get there, most of the time the body has already been removed. All the cleaner has to do is remove the fluids, tissues, and clean it up. If I had the money to take the course and to get my licence, I'd think about it. I think that I'd better get my full driver's licence and transportation first. A job like that would be interesting on a resume. Considering the course I have already taken, it might help to get into that field. You have to start from somewhere. Just think about it: a thousand dollars for just showing up! That means that as soon as I step through that door, my rent is paid for for the whole month! That's just insane. It's a job that you have to have the stomach for. Once you've been doing it for a while, it is something someone could get used to. The money is definately something to get used to.
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