Summer Painter Man
Friday, June 7th, 2024 10:53 am![]() |
73F with blue skies again this morning.
I finally paid ComEd, and AllState!
I then paid $600.00 toward July's rent, leaving me with $190.00 in the bank.
The balance still owed to Allerton is $2,007.00.
So that's the target for the sale... at least two thousand dollars.
I also got on the horn with AT&T and scheduled to have the wifi moved to the new address on July 1st.
The tech will be there between 2 and 4PM. The building has no fiber, so it's gonna be a copper connection.
But I believe AT&T's main switching station is still downtown, a block from the tower, so speed should not be an issue.
I'm gonna have to cancel electric, gas, water, and garbage next week.
And... well, I can't cancel the homeowner's insurance until I sell the house.
And with that... it's noon!
Time to get ready for work.
Mark left me a note saying he wanted me to paint 296, after 213, while he's away... so the first thing I did today was find room 296.
Only the emergency lights were on, anywhere in the building, which I guess is a Friday thing?... so the hallways were dark and it was hard to read my map.
I searched all over the crytic interior of the 2nd floor before finding 296, but then noticed, right outside the room... a little set of steps leading out to a walkway, and lo and behold... it was the same walkway I use to get to the wing where 213 is at.
And the entrance to that wing was only 10 feet away, on the opposite side of the walkway.
After removing the staples from the walls of 296, I returned to 213 to find that nothing had yet been done by housekeeping, so I just went ahead and rearranged the damn student desks into the center of the room.
After that I patched the one wall housekeeping had blocked off before I'd had a chance to get to it... and then a custodian showed up, and I was like, "You guys have to stay out of here until I'm done painting."
I ran into another guy in the hall who complained about me putting so much furniture out in the hall, because I was blocking the lockers, and he had to, "do the lockers," on second floor next week!
His name was Gaylan, and I told him I don't normally put all the furniture out in the hall like that, but this room was a special case, because the guy had left behind so much, and trashed the walls from ceiling to floor over his 20 years in there.
We exchanged numbers, and I promised to call him if I ever had to block lockers in the future.
I then heard from a couple more passing custodians that they had taken three full gondola loads of garbage out of 213 last week.
So I mean... come on!.. this room needed to be properly emptied and given a thorough flip!
I did finally spend the rest of the shift painting 213... getting over half the room done.
Tom, meanwhile, seems perfectly happy to take care of everything else, because... he hates painting rooms as much as I do.
I now feel that's why he complained to Mark when I intoned that I wasn't a big fan of painting, or very good at it... because Tom doesn't want to do it himself, and I was supposed to be the new hire that would keep him free from that task.
So, for the summer at least... yeah, I am the painter now.
But that's fine, because it's air conditioned... I get to work by myself... I'm gettin paid $21.00 per hour to do it, and I can take my smoke breaks!
And come the fall, I'm sure I'll start doing more mechanical work orders, and the days will be more varied.
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