I have been in a lot of houses over the last couple of years - about 28 a week on average. I have seen some very very very messy ones, clean ones, old ones, empty ones. I have wondered how people could live in the mountains of shit they keep. I was in one where the lady had to clear out a space on the floor so I could do my work it was so covered in crap.
Never never never have I ever had to come home and change my clothes after a job - until today.
I consider myself to have a pretty tolerant nose but I almost retched when I walked into her house and smelled the stench. She had 3 dogs and 2 cats and I don't think she had ever cleaned. There wasn't junk on the ground but there sure as hell was A FRESH DOG TURD ON THE FLOOR. She had all hardwood floors, which is good because I think there was animal piss on the floor in a couple of places. I can't be sure but it was some sort of liquid - and I sure didn't want to find out.
God - I spent an hour there. And there were huge clumps (Softcover book sized) of animal fur behind her desk, where I needed to be.
I left her house - greatful I was able to breath through my mouth when I exclaimed "Oh shit - I can taste it!" Yes, all that time breathing through my mouth backfired. Oh and it was in my clothes too. I could smell myself and it wasn't pretty. I had to run home and rinse out my mouth with mouthwash - not to mention a complete change of clothes. Oh but that didn't help. Oh no - it was that bad. I had to shower
Eck!
Good lord - how do people live this way??!!
Never never never have I ever had to come home and change my clothes after a job - until today.
I consider myself to have a pretty tolerant nose but I almost retched when I walked into her house and smelled the stench. She had 3 dogs and 2 cats and I don't think she had ever cleaned. There wasn't junk on the ground but there sure as hell was A FRESH DOG TURD ON THE FLOOR. She had all hardwood floors, which is good because I think there was animal piss on the floor in a couple of places. I can't be sure but it was some sort of liquid - and I sure didn't want to find out.
God - I spent an hour there. And there were huge clumps (Softcover book sized) of animal fur behind her desk, where I needed to be.
I left her house - greatful I was able to breath through my mouth when I exclaimed "Oh shit - I can taste it!" Yes, all that time breathing through my mouth backfired. Oh and it was in my clothes too. I could smell myself and it wasn't pretty. I had to run home and rinse out my mouth with mouthwash - not to mention a complete change of clothes. Oh but that didn't help. Oh no - it was that bad. I had to shower
Eck!
Good lord - how do people live this way??!!