Sheesh,, what a crappy couple of weeks I've had.
Got turned on down on a couple nice maintenance contracts. Another one that was supposed to be awarded yesterday, Friday, decided to invite like 10 other companies to come bid on it and told us that we had to wait until next Friday. There was scrubs all over the freaking place. Some measuring and counting, some just stood there and let the cigarette burn in their mouth as they just watched everybody. Then to top it off, my best guy had the day off. He was doing the last of his, ahem,, community hours when they picked him up. I get a call just past noon from him and he's in the pokey. He said his parole officer violated him last Saturday. Now he'll be in jail for at least a week, then they're also talking about revoking his VISA (he's from Trinidad) and deporting him. Oh man did that really stress me out. This guy was probably the best employee I've had over the years.
Now the phone rings and it's one of my out of state customers. THey're complaining because I didn't give them any notice on the cleanup on their vacation house. She said, "it's hard this time of the year with the holidays, the economy, and maintaining two houses. I'll pay you but next time you need to ask first". Yeah whatever lady, I know this lot alone cost you a cool million and the house was another and you're bi@ching about a little cleanup job. The last two invoices that I sent you stated I was doing a cleanup this past month and needed a phone call to cancel.
SHeesh,, oh,, then
The jailbird's ex-girlfriend calls.
"hello"
"Scott, this is jailbirds girlfriend"
"hey"
"how are you doing,,,,"
",,,"
",,,"
",,,
"Jailbird and I got in a fight so I moved out Thursday"
"what? really?"
"yeah, then I find out that he moved his stuff out Thursday after I did"
"what?,,, really?" I already knew this from another employee
"then today, one of the guys that he normally does community hours with stopped by and told me what had happened"
"really"
"yeah, so I called is sister, she doesn't know anything"
"really?"
"yeah but they're all liars,,, every single one of them and HE WAS CHEATING ON ME!"
"what!? really?"
"yeah,, anyways,, have you heard from him"
"yeah, he's in jail"
"REALLY?!",, sob-sob,,
"yup, for at least a week and then INS is gonna jack him around"
"really?" sob-sob,,, cry, then she starts wailing,,, "you've always been so good to us and he's always looked up to you",,, blah blah blah,,,
ten minutes later, I managed to get her off the phone.
Now I'm wigged out.
I'm gonna go make myself a big azz chili dog w/onions,, really.
sheesh,,
Got turned on down on a couple nice maintenance contracts. Another one that was supposed to be awarded yesterday, Friday, decided to invite like 10 other companies to come bid on it and told us that we had to wait until next Friday. There was scrubs all over the freaking place. Some measuring and counting, some just stood there and let the cigarette burn in their mouth as they just watched everybody. Then to top it off, my best guy had the day off. He was doing the last of his, ahem,, community hours when they picked him up. I get a call just past noon from him and he's in the pokey. He said his parole officer violated him last Saturday. Now he'll be in jail for at least a week, then they're also talking about revoking his VISA (he's from Trinidad) and deporting him. Oh man did that really stress me out. This guy was probably the best employee I've had over the years.
Now the phone rings and it's one of my out of state customers. THey're complaining because I didn't give them any notice on the cleanup on their vacation house. She said, "it's hard this time of the year with the holidays, the economy, and maintaining two houses. I'll pay you but next time you need to ask first". Yeah whatever lady, I know this lot alone cost you a cool million and the house was another and you're bi@ching about a little cleanup job. The last two invoices that I sent you stated I was doing a cleanup this past month and needed a phone call to cancel.
SHeesh,, oh,, then
The jailbird's ex-girlfriend calls.
"hello"
"Scott, this is jailbirds girlfriend"
"hey"
"how are you doing,,,,"
",,,"
",,,"
",,,
"Jailbird and I got in a fight so I moved out Thursday"
"what? really?"
"yeah, then I find out that he moved his stuff out Thursday after I did"
"what?,,, really?" I already knew this from another employee
"then today, one of the guys that he normally does community hours with stopped by and told me what had happened"
"really"
"yeah, so I called is sister, she doesn't know anything"
"really?"
"yeah but they're all liars,,, every single one of them and HE WAS CHEATING ON ME!"
"what!? really?"
"yeah,, anyways,, have you heard from him"
"yeah, he's in jail"
"REALLY?!",, sob-sob,,
"yup, for at least a week and then INS is gonna jack him around"
"really?" sob-sob,,, cry, then she starts wailing,,, "you've always been so good to us and he's always looked up to you",,, blah blah blah,,,
ten minutes later, I managed to get her off the phone.
Now I'm wigged out.
I'm gonna go make myself a big azz chili dog w/onions,, really.
sheesh,,
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