One week in and I already know this is going to be the most interested job I’ve ever had.
I’m the summer by-law enforcement officer in my town. Basically I go door to door and license cats and dogs. Or do parking tickets, haven’t got to that part yet though (thankfully).
So far we’ve (my supervisor and I) had one door shut in our face, been ‘attacked’ numerous small…dogs if you will. Apparently owners seem to think that since they’re so small it’s okay to let them come and jump all over whoever happens to be at the door. I don’t mind for the most part because I’m desperately pet deprived, but I know a lot of people who would not be impressed. Also, if they have sharp claws, feel free to hold on to them. I can’t afford to buy new work pants. I’ve already spent over 200 dollars to work.
Anyway. Wednesday, my third day on the job, we were at a house around three o’clock and the woman answers in her house coat. Didn’t think much of it until she started being incredibly rude, asking why there were two of us. We explained that I was being train. After asking how many day’s I’d been working, and being told this was my third she asks, what and you aren’t trained yet?
So many smart comments came to mind.
It’s 3 in the afternoon, and you’re still in your house coat. When was the last time you did anything even remotely productive?
When was the last time you even had a job? How long did it take you to get trained?
I’m a college student. I’ve paid in full for my first two years and am now working my butt off with a full-time job plus a part-time job, and you want to deny my right to be trained??
Well if we keep running into people like you, I’m always going to have to have someone with me!
Needless to say we didn’t say any of these things. But oh the temptation.
Oh and she was just asking because she’s a tax-payer. Sure, whatever makes you feel better. So are the rest of us, but we aren’t being rude about it.
Have a great day.
Wednesday night I was on my own, and it went really well. I got to meet some gorgeous dogs, and the only two who had complaints were really polite about them, and fully acknowledged that it was not my fault, and therefore didn’t get mad at me. They were very nice actually. Funny that.
One guy did come to the door in his boxers, picking up pants along the way and putting them on in front of the screen door while I stood there somewhat awkwardly. But I think I better get used to that as the weather gets warmer, or so I’ve been told.
Thursday was….interesting. I saw waaaaay more of an old boss then I EVER wanted to see when he answered the door with no shirt and fly wide open, proving he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I really hope this doesn’t become a habit.
I found the only apartment building I’d ever consider living in here, cleanest by far. And pet friendly. Plus the building manager/owner/landlord had the most adorable kitten ever. He was renamed Turbo, much to the mother cat owners dismay. She originally had named him Brucy, and was not particularly impressed with his new name.
There are going to be some sad stories though. Lot’s of people literally live pay-check to pay-check, and what a way to live. My goal in life is to never have to live like that, I can’t even imagine the stress. And then we come and tell them they have to spend more money on their pets. Well sometimes their pets are all they have, but spending more money is so hard on them. It’s sad. I have so many names that I just want to go leave pet food for, or license for them. If I had the money I would. And the budgie lady, who’s almost always had budgies but can’t afford them right now. She’s such a happy, cheerful lady who loves her garden and is so full of life. It’s incredible the way some people just manage to stay so positive, no matter their situation. It gives hope, and makes me realize more and more that I have it so damn good. Hopefully this’ll make me complain less, because I really have nothing to complain about….
