My own personal hell.

jezzilee

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Todays clean out was a 4+ bedroom, full walkout basement house. The upstairs had a lot of debris (trash) and I did not venture downstairs until the boys showed up having been warned it was a nightmare. By the time they arrived I had the garage staged and was just finishing with the debris in the kitchen. I went downstairs and found at least 80 bottles, juice bottles, two liter soda bottles, any bottle you can imagine that has a lid sitting on the floor and the kitchen counter. Inside was spit. The owner was a chew fan and apparently a hoarder. The refrigerator held about thirty bottles of salsa. Nothing in them. There were at least forty pizza boxes, and about twelve bags of garbage piled up in one corner of the downstairs kitchen. Needless to say I was the one who had to bucket everything.

Why my own personal hell? Spit skeeves me. Not mine, other peoples.

Thank goodness for gloves...and I am not even going to mention the condition of the toilets because to think of them is to remember the smell and to remember the smell is to possibly vomit all over again.

The only positive about today, was the way that the upstairs looked when I finished the clean up, the parts that got finished today anyway.

Hope you all had a better day than I!
 
Todays clean out was a 4+ bedroom, full walkout basement house. The upstairs had a lot of debris (trash) and I did not venture downstairs until the boys showed up having been warned it was a nightmare. By the time they arrived I had the garage staged and was just finishing with the debris in the kitchen. I went downstairs and found at least 80 bottles, juice bottles, two liter soda bottles, any bottle you can imagine that has a lid sitting on the floor and the kitchen counter. Inside was spit. The owner was a chew fan and apparently a hoarder. The refrigerator held about thirty bottles of salsa. Nothing in them. There were at least forty pizza boxes, and about twelve bags of garbage piled up in one corner of the downstairs kitchen. Needless to say I was the one who had to bucket everything.

Why my own personal hell? Spit skeeves me. Not mine, other peoples.

Thank goodness for gloves...and I am not even going to mention the condition of the toilets because to think of them is to remember the smell and to remember the smell is to possibly vomit all over again.

The only positive about today, was the way that the upstairs looked when I finished the clean up, the parts that got finished today anyway.

Hope you all had a better day than I!

Definitely doesn't sound like a good day.
 
Todays clean out was a 4+ bedroom, full walkout basement house. The upstairs had a lot of debris (trash) and I did not venture downstairs until the boys showed up having been warned it was a nightmare. By the time they arrived I had the garage staged and was just finishing with the debris in the kitchen. I went downstairs and found at least 80 bottles, juice bottles, two liter soda bottles, any bottle you can imagine that has a lid sitting on the floor and the kitchen counter. Inside was spit. The owner was a chew fan and apparently a hoarder. The refrigerator held about thirty bottles of salsa. Nothing in them. There were at least forty pizza boxes, and about twelve bags of garbage piled up in one corner of the downstairs kitchen. Needless to say I was the one who had to bucket everything.

Why my own personal hell? Spit skeeves me. Not mine, other peoples.

Thank goodness for gloves...and I am not even going to mention the condition of the toilets because to think of them is to remember the smell and to remember the smell is to possibly vomit all over again.

The only positive about today, was the way that the upstairs looked when I finished the clean up, the parts that got finished today anyway.

Hope you all had a better day than I!

The last job we had like that was a 4 bedroom where the guy died and wasn't found until four weeks later. He was in the middle of the living room floor. The family called in a crime scene clean up contractor who cut him loose from the carpet. The best part was, after they scraped them loose, they fumigated and de-ionized for two weeks. The house smelled like a new car when we finally went in. He wasn't a hoarder, just a bachelor with plenty of room. The place was an archaeological site, with the lowest layer at 1970.
 
Another spit story.

My sympathies!

Believe me I wish it had been something much cooler like YAY. I found gold!

Definitely doesn't sound like a good day.

Indeed... It could have been worse and I bought a respirator mask so the mold I inhaled today will be minimized!

The last job we had like that was a 4 bedroom where the guy died and wasn't found until four weeks later. He was in the middle of the living room floor. The family called in a crime scene clean up contractor who cut him loose from the carpet. The best part was, after they scraped them loose, they fumigated and de-ionized for two weeks. The house smelled like a new car when we finally went in. He wasn't a hoarder, just a bachelor with plenty of room. The place was an archaeological site, with the lowest layer at 1970.

I was worried I was going to find a body today! It amazing though the things one fuss at theses job sites. One I had last week the folks decided they didn't like their house anymore handed the keys to the bank walked away and left pretty much everything. They just bought nee
 
I don't think they could pay me enough for that job.

It's so weird. I could never see myself in this kind of work, but my family's friend needed help and I can use the extra money. I am enjoying the work for the most part, the end result always makes me happy. I love clean.
 
Having been there, I do sympathize. Back in the 90's I worked for a guy doing property management who had 5 houses of varying quality, starting at dump and going down hill from there.

We had a tenant skip out in the middle of the night. When we went in to clean the place I couldn't go inside with out a mask. The garage was 12 X 20. When I opened the door the only access was a 5' path down the middle. The rest of it was stacked with bags full of garbage that had been there who knows how long.

The living room and bedrooms weren't bad, at least cleanable without using a pressure washer. But the kitchen, aw the kitchen. When we started cleaning I opened the bottom drawer in the cabinet. It was full of cat litter that had been used by a cat for a while and left. There was three more drawers above it in the same condition.

I quit that job after a couple of years. To this day I can't understand people who do stuff like that.

My view of the human race was a bit on the sour side for a lot of years after that.


Comshaw
 
Having been there, I do sympathize. Back in the 90's I worked for a guy doing property management who had 5 houses of varying quality, starting at dump and going down hill from there.

We had a tenant skip out in the middle of the night. When we went in to clean the place I couldn't go inside with out a mask. The garage was 12 X 20. When I opened the door the only access was a 5' path down the middle. The rest of it was stacked with bags full of garbage that had been there who knows how long.

The living room and bedrooms weren't bad, at least cleanable without using a pressure washer. But the kitchen, aw the kitchen. When we started cleaning I opened the bottom drawer in the cabinet. It was full of cat litter that had been used by a cat for a while and left. There was three more drawers above it in the same condition.

I quit that job after a couple of years. To this day I can't understand people who do stuff like that.

My view of the human race was a bit on the sour side for a lot of years after that.


Comshaw

Every single home I have been to has had animals. Some were much cleaner than others, one only took me a half a day solo to not only clear out but clean and that lady had had a dog. I feel sorry for the people who are losing their houses, but there is no way that filth like today's house accrues in the time they know they are no longer going to have it. I have to wonder about circumstances and depression and such. Makes me sad for them.


That's hot!
 
Not necessarily. It probably started out as a scalding hot bath but I think they are going to be pruney and cold before they realize how long they have been in the bath...
 
In 1999 I went to a trailer way the hell out in the woods back of yonder.

The lot was filled entirely with black garbage bags, there was a path thru the bags to the door. Inside the carpet was filled with dog pee, I sloshed as I walked thru it. The bathtub had 3-4 feet of rotten dirty laundry. All the windows were broken. And the kitchen was Grease World. But it wasn't the worst I ever went in.

The worst was a trailer filled with dog shit and dead things everywhere.

2nd worst was a house fulla cat shit and roaches.
 
In 1999 I went to a trailer way the hell out in the woods back of yonder.

The lot was filled entirely with black garbage bags, there was a path thru the bags to the door. Inside the carpet was filled with dog pee, I sloshed as I walked thru it. The bathtub had 3-4 feet of rotten dirty laundry. All the windows were broken. And the kitchen was Grease World. But it wasn't the worst I ever went in.

The worst was a trailer filled with dog shit and dead things everywhere.

2nd worst was a house fulla cat shit and roaches.

*shudders* Why would you have to go to such a place?

Don't laugh but coca cola does a decent job on toilet bowls.

I'm not laughing, thanks for the tip!

^^^This. Do you tuck your pant legs into your socks when you walk into these places, or do you wear a hazmat suit?

Yes to the tucking and no to the hazmat suit.
 
A long long time ago I worked for an appliance and furniture rent-all place... You know, the ones that rent a sofa and chairs for $50 a week for 76 weeks..... Anyhow, I ran the repo side. We were in charge of going to people's houses and trying to get payments. If no payment could be received, we'd have to try and get the stuff inside their houses. Kinda tough sometimes.. People don't like it when you try and take their refrigerator and stove..

We also had to check evictions. When there was one We would be notified by the sheriff's department and go and check to see if we had anything tagged.

We were called into an eviction I a small basement apartment in a pretty run down part of town. I had a newer guy with me and he had been giving me shit all day about wearing gloves. Calling me a pussy and all that. We walk into this apartment and every inch of floor was covered in linoleum and the walls in that plastic crap they have up in bar bathrooms. Kinda like cheap wood paneling, but plastic.. As we walk in the smell was horrible! Also, it sounded like a nice spring rain tapping on a tin roof... A water leak wouldn't of been out of the question, but it was much worse.. It was thousands of roaches climbing up the walls and onto the ceiling then falling to the linoleum below. Needless to say, roaches were falling on our heads and shoulders BUT we had to get that tiny little dinette set back!! So we race to pick this junky shitty table up and as soon as my fingers grasp the bottom I felt the crunch.... Of course my pussy hands were covered by gloves.. My partner on the other hand... Wasn't a pussy.. His fingers found the crunch as well. Then... They started running up his arms. That manly man who refused to wear gloves screamed like a small child, flapping his arms like an idiot. I giggled so hard we almost broke that shitty little table running it through the door.

This is not my worst experience either.. However, I really did like that job.
 
A long long time ago I worked for an appliance and furniture rent-all place... You know, the ones that rent a sofa and chairs for $50 a week for 76 weeks..... Anyhow, I ran the repo side. We were in charge of going to people's houses and trying to get payments. If no payment could be received, we'd have to try and get the stuff inside their houses. Kinda tough sometimes.. People don't like it when you try and take their refrigerator and stove..

We also had to check evictions. When there was one We would be notified by the sheriff's department and go and check to see if we had anything tagged.

We were called into an eviction I a small basement apartment in a pretty run down part of town. I had a newer guy with me and he had been giving me shit all day about wearing gloves. Calling me a pussy and all that. We walk into this apartment and every inch of floor was covered in linoleum and the walls in that plastic crap they have up in bar bathrooms. Kinda like cheap wood paneling, but plastic.. As we walk in the smell was horrible! Also, it sounded like a nice spring rain tapping on a tin roof... A water leak wouldn't of been out of the question, but it was much worse.. It was thousands of roaches climbing up the walls and onto the ceiling then falling to the linoleum below. Needless to say, roaches were falling on our heads and shoulders BUT we had to get that tiny little dinette set back!! So we race to pick this junky shitty table up and as soon as my fingers grasp the bottom I felt the crunch.... Of course my pussy hands were covered by gloves.. My partner on the other hand... Wasn't a pussy.. His fingers found the crunch as well. Then... They started running up his arms. That manly man who refused to wear gloves screamed like a small child, flapping his arms like an idiot. I giggled so hard we almost broke that shitty little table running it through the door.

This is not my worst experience either.. However, I really did like that job.

I have no experience with roaches that would really freak me out...you have me wondering what your worst experience was! The guys I work with are afraid of spiders and most bugs and mice. I lifted a box in a yard the other day and five mice ran out, one over my foot. The guy standing next to me ran screaming and I laughed. I thought they were cute. Needles to say I had to do the rest of the rotten boxes in the yard because they would not pick them up.
 
Other than being slightly uncomfortable this respirator mask is a dream come true. Working on a bathroom and I don't even smell it. Omg this is awesome!
 
I have no experience with roaches that would really freak me out...you have me wondering what your worst experience was! The guys I work with are afraid of spiders and most bugs and mice. I lifted a box in a yard the other day and five mice ran out, one over my foot. The guy standing next to me ran screaming and I laughed. I thought they were cute. Needles to say I had to do the rest of the rotten boxes in the yard because they would not pick them up.

Spiders and other bugs don't get me....Roaches tho... Man, I still have nightmares about them.

Mice are cute :).. Rats however.... Not so much.

I will indulge your curiosity about the worst when I get home.. Its far to creepy to get the little nuances via touch screen.
 
Spiders and other bugs don't get me....Roaches tho... Man, I still have nightmares about them.

Mice are cute :).. Rats however.... Not so much.

I will indulge your curiosity about the worst when I get home.. Its far to creepy to get the little nuances via touch screen.

Are you home yet?
 
Woohoo! Day off....Cleaning my own place, and packing for a five hour road trip up north. Hope y'all have a great holiday weekend!
 
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