Now that I bought my laptop with the discount... I'll put in my two weeks notice shortly. The torture is almost over.
i remove children from feces ridden, cockroach infested crack houses. i've been assaulted and stalked by parents whose children i have removed. lice, ringworm, and scabies are a daily risk. i would love to sell appliances to elderly people.
QuoteWow, now that is a truly horrid job. I can't believe you actually put up with that for so long. Any reasons you didn't leave after, say, the 5th year??QuoteI stayed because I actually like what I did and was good at. My property was a “lower middle class” place owned by a bunch of out of town lawyers and doctors who cared less about the people who lived there. I stayed because I knew if I left they would higher some shmuck would treat these people like darn. As long as I was doing well for them they let me run the place the way I wanted, and treat the people like they deserved to be treated. Sure there where the drugies, the occasional meth lab, a few shootouts, a revolving parking lot of stolen cars, but mostly it was just decent hardworking folks who did not have a lot of breaks in life. Being treated like darn by their landlord would have been just another blow, and I made enough $ for the owners that I was able to justify spending the money to keep the place as decent as I could for the good folks. I kicked out the bad people and gave the good people a decent place to live. It was like being a sheriff in a wild west town. The guy they hired to take my place after I left was arrested for embezzling 30k and selling drugs out of the office, go figure.Plus although I never made much $, I was able to save a ton. I did not have to pay rent, electric, gas or cable, just phone and internet. I filled my car up with gas once a month. I was going to school full time at night, so when we were slow (we were really only busy the first and last weeks of the month) I did my school work in the office. The job had its benefits when you were not kicking people on the street, getting shot at or identifying dead bodies that had been in the unit for a week during an Arizona summer. Plus I had my business cards made to say “Slumlord”.
laneswerver...iam please to announce the engagement of myself and the gay prison dwarf. he said he would try a woman b/c he is sick of being the little prison female dog. i am looking foward to our first conjugal visit...i'll send you the pictures...