About 4 weeks ago I started doing home inspections. It's super easy work and the money is good. All I really have to do is find the home, take a picture and verify if it's vacant or not.
So I've been doing this in my off time. The 2 days a week that I'm off and the mornings on the 2 days that I go in late. It was working out nicely. I was going pretty much all day, but the money was talking. Usually I would get started after dropping Adrian off and go until I finished all of them or until it was time to pick the boys up, or go to work. Then I would come and work next door until 10pm or so.
So like I said things were going well. But for the past 2-3 days, I just feel upset. They're lying about pay. Not mine, the other inspectors. Then they interviewed another guy last night to do what I'm doing at night. (There's one other guy who does it already with me.) We just upload all the inspections. But there are so many that it takes us a few hours. And some nights we don't finish. But by 10, I'm done. Most of the time I haven't eaten. i wait until I get back home, so I can go over and help. And the other guy had a baby 3 weeks ago. So he wants to go home too. The other night there was still a bunch of inspects to be put on and 10 rolled around. So we both got up to leave. The wife, kinda gave me an attitude sine I was only there for and hour and half. This was after I worked in the morning and then worked doing massage until 8pm and then went straight over to their house. Come on! It's 10 o'clock. I want to eat and go to bed. So anyway, back to them interviewing this new guy. The wife was asking him if this was something he thought he could do and would be able to commit the time too. Would he be able to come over finish the work and stay past 10pm. (And the guy I work with now, he and I aren't slow. The wife is super slow at it.) So he she is, saying this about leaving at 10. When I heard this I got so mad.
Their daughter works for them to. She's like 10 years older than I am. Still lives at home, and I'm starting to believe she is a total waste of skin. Everything she does and says just gets my goat! (Like that one?) But really, she has no idea how to speak to people. She plain just doesn't know how to talk with out yelling. Pretty much everything with her ends up in a fight. I try really hard to stay away from an talk to her as little as possible. There have been so many times I've wanted to say something, but know it will do no good.
I realized today how it was making me feel, because it was a feeling I've felt before. It's just like when I worked for the stupid ass chiro. He was such a jerk, mainly when it came to money. And it's the same thing here.
Some one said to me today, "You know that saying, money talks and bull shit walks? That applies here." And it's right. I'll make the money we need. And then I don't have to put up with it.
So far though, it's not keeping me up at night and I haven't been dreaming about it. Which I'm grateful for.
All of this is why I haven't been able to post more. No time.
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