Cleaning may seem like a chore most of the time, but I can personally say that I have had quite a few ineresting experiences while cleaning houses. I’ve seen a lot of things, both funny and not so funny. But it’s how you handle the situation that makes it a good or bad experience. I can vividly remember a day in which a former co worker and myself were cleaning a house close to the office. We pulled up and everything seemed normal. We got out of the car and began to unload our supplies, when I notcied something small and black out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head and there stood a very angry looking dog. He was tied up, but still could get ver close to the door that we were supposed to walk through to get into the house.
I know that you’re not supposed to let an animal smell your fear, but when its teeth are a few feet away from you, I would figure most of us would be a little timid to try to pass the dog. I looked at my co worker and asked her what we should do. She called the boss man, who told us if you can get past the dog, go in and clean. Great. This could go horribly. Well, we made our way into the house about fifteen minutes after arriving at the house. To our surprise, the house was decently clean already. We didn’t clean a few rooms in the house, so all we had to do was the kitchen, one full bathroom, two bedrooms, a living and dining room. It never took us longer than about an hour and a half to clean the clients house. So the first time we cleaned the house, I cleaned the kitchen. I could hear the dog barking outside. About ten minutes after we had started clenaing, the dog got really quiet. I assumed he had layed down, and was hopefully trying to sleep. I usually was listening to music while I was cleaning, if the client wasn’t home. I thought that I had heard my co worker tying to talk to me so I took out my headphones and called for her. She didn’t respond so I figured it was the music I had heard. I was about to put my headphones in when I heard a heavy breathing that sounded like it was right behind me. I turned around and there stands the dog. He had broken free of the restraint and came in through the doggy door.
As you can imagine by this time I’m panicking. I scream for m co worker and she comes running up from the back of the house. It was at that moment I thought I was about to get attacked by this very scary looking dog. Luckily the home owner came in and called the dog over, who happily trotted over to her. I was still frozen in place for about thirty seconds after the whole incident had ended. “The house looks great girls. I hope he didn’t scare you too bad” the homeowner said. The only thought that was going through my head was “Why in the world did you not move your dog somewhere else before we got here?” The client was happy with the result, so it was a good time all in all. That dog scared the bonkers out of me though. I can remember a different time cleaning the same house, and the dog actually bit my co worker. That was a great time. She’s bleeding and freaking out, I’m on the phone with my boss, and the dog is just laying down staring at us like we had lost our minds. We never cleaned that house again.
That’s just one wild incident I can remember in particular. I have had dozens of good times, bad times, inbetween times, and just so beyond messed up times that I would write for weeks about the things I’ve seen. From that experience, I learned that you should never expect people to do things that would make sense, like secure your dog somewhere that he will not break free and attempt to eat the house cleaners, lol. But we do what we can with the given situtation and hope that everthing works out ok.