Today was so slow.
New Hire 2 (...oh goddammit, I still haven't given her a nickname, have I? uh. let's see. hmm. I think either Goldberry (obscure joke via Tolkien) or Miss Panera, on account of her other job) and I mostly sat around doing nothing in particular, though we did get through parts of some big winter break projects: namely, sorting and tidying a massive box of ethernet cables (and throwing out all the broken and too-short ones), and continuing the apartment inspections.
Miss Goldberry (??? ...yeah, I'm going with that) did most of the cord sorting and coiling, though I did pitch in on the untangling and sorting end. I did the apartment inspections, since that's more of a senior part-timer thing; Miss Cactus used to do it before she moved to the downtown office.
The main point of the inspections is to A) check for leaks, B) check for heating issues and/or open windows, and C) make sure tenants didn't turn off their refrigerators, but we also keep an eye out for excessively messy/unsanitary housekeeping disasters and for bongs, ashtrays, and other signs of smoking (whether tobacco or weed) in apartments, which is against the lease terms. And of course if I see more general maintenance issues, like burned out lights or busted window blinds, I report those too.
Thus far I've only found one apartment with a clearly in-use ashtray (and a cigarette butt in the toilet, eww), but I've found several bongs, one apartment where the tenant dismantled their smoke alarm (massive safety hazard!!!) and was apparently burning tobacco bundles in an incense dish, one apartment where the tenants decided to switch off all their circuit breakers (just... why???), an illicit window air conditioner, somebody who dumped a bag of flour on their carpet, an illicit cat (mentioned in a previous post), a whole bunch of unreported dead lights, and a disturbing number of HOW DO YOU LIVE LIKE THIS? housekeeping disasters. Our one building with individually controlled heaters (rather than zone heating set by the maintenance department) also contains a distressingly high percentage of people who apparently couldn't figure out how to turn the heaters on, despite the EXCRUCIATINGLY CLEAR email we sent them on the subject, and the fact that all you have to do is press one switch. *headdesk*
Also, people seem to think they can disappear for a month and have their plants still be alive when they return. This is a tragically mistaken belief. I have watered A LOT of plants during my inspections, but many had already died and I'm not sure even the ones I temporarily rescued will hold out another two weeks.
(I have so much respect for the two groups of tenants who had the forethought to set up string-watering systems for their plants. Bless you. You are kind and thoughtful souls and all the agricultural deities look upon you with favor.)
But anyway, inspections only take so much time and then I sat around alternately being very bored and reading The Siren Depths by Martha Wells... which I am actually about to go finish, as soon as I hit post. :)
New Hire 2 (...oh goddammit, I still haven't given her a nickname, have I? uh. let's see. hmm. I think either Goldberry (obscure joke via Tolkien) or Miss Panera, on account of her other job) and I mostly sat around doing nothing in particular, though we did get through parts of some big winter break projects: namely, sorting and tidying a massive box of ethernet cables (and throwing out all the broken and too-short ones), and continuing the apartment inspections.
Miss Goldberry (??? ...yeah, I'm going with that) did most of the cord sorting and coiling, though I did pitch in on the untangling and sorting end. I did the apartment inspections, since that's more of a senior part-timer thing; Miss Cactus used to do it before she moved to the downtown office.
The main point of the inspections is to A) check for leaks, B) check for heating issues and/or open windows, and C) make sure tenants didn't turn off their refrigerators, but we also keep an eye out for excessively messy/unsanitary housekeeping disasters and for bongs, ashtrays, and other signs of smoking (whether tobacco or weed) in apartments, which is against the lease terms. And of course if I see more general maintenance issues, like burned out lights or busted window blinds, I report those too.
Thus far I've only found one apartment with a clearly in-use ashtray (and a cigarette butt in the toilet, eww), but I've found several bongs, one apartment where the tenant dismantled their smoke alarm (massive safety hazard!!!) and was apparently burning tobacco bundles in an incense dish, one apartment where the tenants decided to switch off all their circuit breakers (just... why???), an illicit window air conditioner, somebody who dumped a bag of flour on their carpet, an illicit cat (mentioned in a previous post), a whole bunch of unreported dead lights, and a disturbing number of HOW DO YOU LIVE LIKE THIS? housekeeping disasters. Our one building with individually controlled heaters (rather than zone heating set by the maintenance department) also contains a distressingly high percentage of people who apparently couldn't figure out how to turn the heaters on, despite the EXCRUCIATINGLY CLEAR email we sent them on the subject, and the fact that all you have to do is press one switch. *headdesk*
Also, people seem to think they can disappear for a month and have their plants still be alive when they return. This is a tragically mistaken belief. I have watered A LOT of plants during my inspections, but many had already died and I'm not sure even the ones I temporarily rescued will hold out another two weeks.
(I have so much respect for the two groups of tenants who had the forethought to set up string-watering systems for their plants. Bless you. You are kind and thoughtful souls and all the agricultural deities look upon you with favor.)
But anyway, inspections only take so much time and then I sat around alternately being very bored and reading The Siren Depths by Martha Wells... which I am actually about to go finish, as soon as I hit post. :)