Nov 06, 2006 22:36
Ben, one of the guys across the hall, stopped by to get some papers from me. He made a comment to Jen and I about wanting to know how much would it take for us to do his dishes. I was very curious because lets face it, I am desperate for money. We went to his place for me to make a quote. There really was not that many dishes, but one of the pots was completely disgusting, the pot was covered with a dirty plate to keep its smell contained. I agreed to do the dishes for somewhere between five and ten dollars. I started by taking the pot out to the dumpster to dump out the who knows what that was inside and I could barely handle doing that. As I was cleaning the dishes I noticed that their sink was getting clogged and hardly draining, so that slowed the process down a bit. I overfilled the dish drainer with clean dishes and Ben paid me ten dollars even though I was quote eight. I think he felt bad for me dealing with his dishes that he was too disgusted/lazy to do. I warned the guys that with the sink clogged that means their sink is going to smell and that they should call the physical plant, but they decide they will take care of it themselves by getting some Draino to pour in the sink.
I get back to my apartment and immediately wash and lotioning my hands to get rid of the smell. I am really excited that I got ten dollars for doing dishes. I keep celebrating with the money, saying "I got ten dollars, I got ten dollars." And Jen tells me that I remind her of Buckwheat in the Little Rascals when he gets a dollar.