Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 6:20 pm Post subject: Worst Jobs
OK I'll start this off with the creepiest service call I've ever had.
A year or so ago, I went to a house in whyteleafe, one of the terraced ones opposite the BP.
I knocked on the door to be greeted by an old woman who opened the door a crack, peered round it and stared at me, I said "hello, sky" etc. she just stared some more, then eventually let me in.
The smell was overwhelming, the house was filthy and there was a loud wailing coming from somewhere.
I followed the woman a few steps down the hall, squeezed past the tumble dryer at the foot of the stairs???, and proceeded into a room on the left, as I did I looked down the hall into the kitchen and saw where all the noise was coming from, there was a man with waist length grey hair wailing and rocking and shaking about a large bucket of something.
So I ignored that as best I could and entered the room.
The room was full, a double bed, an old man in a wheelchair and a tv on a stand, the woman pointed at the tv, and proceeded to feed the man with a spoon, neither of them said a word, which suited me because I was trying my best to hold my breath.
The install was new and luckily the problem was a loose F, so I fixed it and told the couple, as I turned to leave through the door I saw a scrawny looking black cat on top of the Tumble dryer, it looked back at me then reared up and hissed.
So I walked out as quickly as possible, no seg30, no signature, no way I'm going back there.
Once had a de-install booked for the morning, It was a job I had done 3 weeks earlier and the guy had just left me in the house to do it, although it was already in so just plugged in the box and left. When I got there he said the box was locked in a room so he couldn't get it, but said he would call when he had the key.
Naturally I just left the job til the end of the day. Half way through though, I received a text message saying, "I wanna suck your fat cock". I was a bit scared, but mainly cos I thought the girlfriend was gonna kill me thinking I had been flirting with customers. I went through my numbs and found it was this guy. I phoned Jason who basically spent the first 5 minutes laughing and taking the piss. I phoned Marc to ask him to come with me to collect the box. When we arrived, he answered the door in a tight pair of boxers. Luckily he handed over the box and I had a lucky escape.
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