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I started working with Sharon's Dad about a month about a month ago, did I mention that to anyone? The pay is really good, but the work is really hard. I only work at most two or three days a week, because I have school the rest of the week, and work starts really earlier. And by early I mean I'm at work by 6:30 most days, anyways that's not the point, but I've also lost my train of thought. Yesterday we had to moved two houses. The first one made me want to vomit when I walked inside there was dog shit on the floor, dirt and dried grass, dust, and close to two hundered cockroaches. Who the fuck the lives like that? Well, according to Sharon's Dad Chinese people are really dirty, I guess I will have to take his word for it on that one. Luckiely that house only took us an hour to move. The second house was three stories and six bedroom. It took us TWELVE HOURS! TWELVE FUCKING HOURS! Thankfully, houses like that are few and far between. I like doing a few little houses, instead of one big house. I like my job, though. I made $230 this weekend.