I love my Job (In a highly sarcastic tone)

Mar 07, 2005 19:12

Right after I punched in today, I went to get my keys. Before I even talked to my boss I talked to the lady behind the desk. She gave me a work order to get the urine smell out of the elevator. I mean seriously what is wrong with senior citizens? Wanda (the lady behind the desk) told me that if there were any stains on the walls I should make sure to scrub those too. WTF? Did some old guy think he was in the bathroom and just pee on the wall? I don't understand it, but I scrub the floor and walls the best I could, and hopefully no one complains about a smell. Then at the end of the day, I was checking the board for work orders, and what do I see the order says "Trash room door, there is shi- smeared. Needless to say I was not going to mess with that. I talked to Wanda and she said she went over there and there was a diaper on the floor that she took care of it. And she said by the time she got there someone had already cleaned up the door. That was the second time in two weeks someone called about that, and we don't know who is doing it. What is wrong with these people?
I have found diapers in the bushes at work, I mean come on.

But on the upside, at the end of the day some old guy gave me a bunch of Ralph Lauren(sp) shirts and some jackets and stuff. It's all fancy stuff to. And by fancy I mean it has buttons. And its all in great condition, some stuff still had tags on it. His sons sends his clothes every other month or so, and the guy is old and is getting smaller, so he told me I could have whatever he sends. So that's cool.

Oh and also, my boss has been showing me how to do the inside jobs. I hope they hire someone new to pull weeds this summer. I really don't like pulling weeds. It's so sunny, and hot. Cleaning appliances in an air conditioned room is so much nicer.

Yep, Yep.
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