Walt
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When the lady of the house came to the door I could immediately tell something wasn't right. I asked if I should come back another time or day. She said, "no, come on in. I don't want to cancel"
So I start setting up. And each time I go through the doorway I notice a new item sitting there; first a box, then a duffle bag and finally a suit case. I also notice, the young kids nervously whispering in the living room. Finally, the dad comes goes into the living room and begins talking in a hushed voice. And then suddenly there is wailing and shrieking from the kids.
I panicked a little - this is definitely out of my comfort zone. So, I find the mom to ask if everything is okay. I certainly didn't want to go into the living room. She's shaking and looks like she's been crying. And she say's, "He's leaving for good. We're getting a divorce." And then breaks down in tears.
I tried to calm her down, and comfort her a little. Again, I offered to leave and come back another day. And again she insists that I stay. She insists that I clean all the furniture too. All of it was just lightly soiled, but she wanted it done. So there I was, stuck for hours cleaning all the carpet and furniture in the most unhappy home on the planet. I think I have the memory of the children watching their dad drive away from the living room windows for a very long time.
Very awkward and sad.
What's your most awkward cleaning moment?
So I start setting up. And each time I go through the doorway I notice a new item sitting there; first a box, then a duffle bag and finally a suit case. I also notice, the young kids nervously whispering in the living room. Finally, the dad comes goes into the living room and begins talking in a hushed voice. And then suddenly there is wailing and shrieking from the kids.
I panicked a little - this is definitely out of my comfort zone. So, I find the mom to ask if everything is okay. I certainly didn't want to go into the living room. She's shaking and looks like she's been crying. And she say's, "He's leaving for good. We're getting a divorce." And then breaks down in tears.
I tried to calm her down, and comfort her a little. Again, I offered to leave and come back another day. And again she insists that I stay. She insists that I clean all the furniture too. All of it was just lightly soiled, but she wanted it done. So there I was, stuck for hours cleaning all the carpet and furniture in the most unhappy home on the planet. I think I have the memory of the children watching their dad drive away from the living room windows for a very long time.
Very awkward and sad.
What's your most awkward cleaning moment?