They're renovating a kitchen nook in one of my buildings (an office kitchen). My task was to clear out the appliances and dishes. It was an ominous omen for me when I got a stomach churning item out of the cupboard. There was a mystery liquid inside a plastic container with organisms growing inside. They were a half dozen of them, about the size of a house fly with some kind of fuzz growing on them. I got caught up in that sick fascination and couldn't help but stare at these for a moment. This is mixed in with everyone's coffee cups that they are drinking from every day
Once I snapped out of this trance I threw it to the garbage and ran to the bathroom for a hand wash.
That was the worst of the cupboard. A little bit of sugar or salt spilt, some general uncleanliness, nothing that I'd live with but I suppose not bad for these slobs. On to the fridge....
One look and I knew it would be trouble. The fridge that was supposed to be empty was jam packed. I have instructions to throw everything out but this is too much so I call up my contact:
Me: Hey Grace, sorry to bother you; I know you told me to throw it all out but this fridge is jam packed.
SC: What's in it?
Me: What the f*** do you think dumbass?!? I don't know, a bunch of plastic bags. I suppose it's people's lunches.
SC: Can you check?
Me: No... there's 20 or 30 bags in here.
SC: Fine, whatever... they were told it had to be emptied, just toss it all.
So off we go. I have a plan to be nice about it and not toss anything that anyone might want to keep like a tupperware container or such thing. This plan went out the window when I get through a few bags and reveal some kind of green slimy substance coating on of the shelves
I should have killed the job at this point, I'd certainly have legal entitlement to do so, but Grace is a bitch and my boss has no spine in dealing with her. My life is easier if I just tough these ones out. So I call a break and head to the store for some thick rubber gloves. We keep clear of the mystery shelf and hope that the life form growing on it doesn't take offence to us being in it's territory and go on with the task. I don't even look into any of the plastic bags, I just keep them at arms length and handle them just by the tops. I find a tupperware container with some cherry tomatoes in it. More specifically, I assume they were cherry tomatoes. They are in the decomposition stage where they've begun to liquify, the mold on them is growing mold. I find another container that once was jello with more of my fuzzy friends from the cupboard.
Those were the notables of the fridge's contents. Fortunately most of it was in bags so I didn't have to look at much. Oddly enough the smell wasn't too overwhelming, or maybe a self defense mechanism just shut down my nostrils for this task. We get it cleared out, and move it to storage. I just know that we're going to get a request to clean it but I've already told my boss not to bother asking. I simply can't believe that anyone would let a place where they are putting something that they are going to eat get to such a disgusting state.

That was the worst of the cupboard. A little bit of sugar or salt spilt, some general uncleanliness, nothing that I'd live with but I suppose not bad for these slobs. On to the fridge....

Me: Hey Grace, sorry to bother you; I know you told me to throw it all out but this fridge is jam packed.
SC: What's in it?
Me: What the f*** do you think dumbass?!? I don't know, a bunch of plastic bags. I suppose it's people's lunches.
SC: Can you check?
Me: No... there's 20 or 30 bags in here.
SC: Fine, whatever... they were told it had to be emptied, just toss it all.
So off we go. I have a plan to be nice about it and not toss anything that anyone might want to keep like a tupperware container or such thing. This plan went out the window when I get through a few bags and reveal some kind of green slimy substance coating on of the shelves

Those were the notables of the fridge's contents. Fortunately most of it was in bags so I didn't have to look at much. Oddly enough the smell wasn't too overwhelming, or maybe a self defense mechanism just shut down my nostrils for this task. We get it cleared out, and move it to storage. I just know that we're going to get a request to clean it but I've already told my boss not to bother asking. I simply can't believe that anyone would let a place where they are putting something that they are going to eat get to such a disgusting state.
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