Wednesday my friend Erica and I went to XASTON's apartment for the first time (without getting lost! :-D). Our mission was to clean his room, do the laundry, and dishes. Once we arrived, we wanted to look around to see what we were about to be faced with. First we went into his room, my job was to clean it and do his laundry while Erica was to do the dishes. Jaime's entire wardrobe was on the floor, not one single article of clothing was clean. But it's not all bad, after I picked up all the laundry it was pretty simple. The room was roughly the equivalent of A9. We walked into the kitchen area next to check it out. WOOOOOW. There were piles of pans on the stove and on the floor near the stove. There was not one visible area of counterspace. The dishes in the sink were piled There were dishes on windowsills. There was a giant tote of dirty dishes on the top of the cabinents. There were dirty dishes IN THE OVEN. My favorite part was when Erica was all ready to get started, there was not one trace of dish soap anywhere to be found. His kitchen was roughly the poker equivalent of 72 offsuit. We told Jaime about the problem and that he needed to go to the store, he snapped back calling us awful maids because we didn't bring our own suppiles. While he was gone, we got started on the laundry. It took about 4 trips to bring it all down to the basement.
About an hour and a half later Erica and I went home. I skipped school the next day so I could finish the apartment. I did dishes and laundry for 4 hours straight. It probably would have all gotten done sooner if Jaime didn't try to lure me in his bed every 10 minutes.
Never again. $70 dollars not even close to being worth it.
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