I'm a ceiling installer. Works been kind of slow so when I hear several people turned down a night job with an offered premium I take it. The job starts at midnight, I'm to be locked in an upscale restraunt Downtown Boston and replace some bad looking ceiling in the dishwash area. The doors are shut and I take out the first old tile. Cockroaches are everywhere on top of it and I'm in a panic. I slip in the grease and the tile dumps a dozen bugs on my sweatshirt. I feel something on my neck so I jetison the tile. I sweep off the creepy feeling on my neck and see the roach flying to the floor to join the other fleeing bugs. I look on my chest and there are six. The night progresses and the drill becomes a rythm where you take the tile out stand it on the floor and back off while the cockroaches scurry out of sight. 1:00 AM... It's time to remove any fallen RatBaits from my toolbelt... By 3:00 AM I'm so horrified that I'm actally laughing outloud.. Two nights of this and I'm ready for the insane assylem. I threw out two sets of cloths a stepladder and a toolbelt. Glad that's over!
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4/4/06 at 8:04am