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So, this morning, at the wonderful hour of 7:00am, I began overseeing the seal coating of the streets of a homeowners association that I manage. Notice of this project had been mailed out two weeks in advance to all the owners. We figured that some of them would be sucky and wouldn't notify their tenants, so we notified them too. These people all pay my salary, so are very much my customers, even though doing my job well makes some of them unhappy...
The details of this project involve closing down sections of road for two days at a time, and everyone's cars had to be moved to another section before they started. I can't let the vendor leave a car-shaped spot unsealed, nor can I leave cars sitting in driveways just so they can drive tracks through the sealant and knock down the barricades when they leave.
So, I needed to have them towed. (Due to weirdness in Florida and zero lot lines, this is totally legal).
When I got to the project, I somehow knew that there would be cars to tow, but I was unprepared for the sheer stupidity of people. There were 46 cars that needed to be moved. Now normally, when I tow cars, the mere whisper of a diesel engine is enough to make everyone run downstairs like half-naked lemmings to dive into their cars and scatter before the reaper comes. This time, they had to be difficult.
You are not a customer, but you still suck:
Thank you, tow company, for only sending one truck to move all these cars. I spent hours pointing out which cars to move. If they had just sent Argabarga, it would have been okay...
Yes, that notice was for your benefit:
SC: I got the notice, but thought it was for my landlord.
Me: It's not his car that's going to get towed if you don't move it before the truck gets here.
I'm knocking on your door to do you a favor:
SC: Go away!
Me: The tow truck is coming! Please move your car before it gets towed!
SC: You can't make me!
Me: You're right, but I can't stop the tow truck either, if you don't move it.
There was a map included on the notice for a reason
SC: Where am I supposed to park?!?!
Me: See those orange barrels 30 feet away?
SC: No!
Me: Well, when you drive down the street, go past the orange barrels and park on the street. Just be sure to move your car again if you park in the "red" section on your map, because they will be doing that section next.
SC: I don't have a map; I threw it away.
Please take my husband's car
Me: The tow truck is coming! Please move your car before it gets towed!
SC: Just take it! It's my husband's, and he didn't come home last night after going to the strip club last night.
Me: Okaaaay...
I'll just watch you tow my cars away
One resident just watched us from the upstairs window while we towed his two cars away... He just kept staring... When we were done, he finally came out, walked his dog, then went back inside. I kept expecting him to drink some coffee, figure out what happened, and run outside, but he never did.
And I get to do this again tomorrow, and every day for the rest of this month...
So, this morning, at the wonderful hour of 7:00am, I began overseeing the seal coating of the streets of a homeowners association that I manage. Notice of this project had been mailed out two weeks in advance to all the owners. We figured that some of them would be sucky and wouldn't notify their tenants, so we notified them too. These people all pay my salary, so are very much my customers, even though doing my job well makes some of them unhappy...
The details of this project involve closing down sections of road for two days at a time, and everyone's cars had to be moved to another section before they started. I can't let the vendor leave a car-shaped spot unsealed, nor can I leave cars sitting in driveways just so they can drive tracks through the sealant and knock down the barricades when they leave.
So, I needed to have them towed. (Due to weirdness in Florida and zero lot lines, this is totally legal).
When I got to the project, I somehow knew that there would be cars to tow, but I was unprepared for the sheer stupidity of people. There were 46 cars that needed to be moved. Now normally, when I tow cars, the mere whisper of a diesel engine is enough to make everyone run downstairs like half-naked lemmings to dive into their cars and scatter before the reaper comes. This time, they had to be difficult.
You are not a customer, but you still suck:
Thank you, tow company, for only sending one truck to move all these cars. I spent hours pointing out which cars to move. If they had just sent Argabarga, it would have been okay...
Yes, that notice was for your benefit:
SC: I got the notice, but thought it was for my landlord.
Me: It's not his car that's going to get towed if you don't move it before the truck gets here.
I'm knocking on your door to do you a favor:
SC: Go away!
Me: The tow truck is coming! Please move your car before it gets towed!
SC: You can't make me!
Me: You're right, but I can't stop the tow truck either, if you don't move it.
There was a map included on the notice for a reason
SC: Where am I supposed to park?!?!
Me: See those orange barrels 30 feet away?
SC: No!
Me: Well, when you drive down the street, go past the orange barrels and park on the street. Just be sure to move your car again if you park in the "red" section on your map, because they will be doing that section next.
SC: I don't have a map; I threw it away.
Please take my husband's car
Me: The tow truck is coming! Please move your car before it gets towed!
SC: Just take it! It's my husband's, and he didn't come home last night after going to the strip club last night.
Me: Okaaaay...
I'll just watch you tow my cars away
One resident just watched us from the upstairs window while we towed his two cars away... He just kept staring... When we were done, he finally came out, walked his dog, then went back inside. I kept expecting him to drink some coffee, figure out what happened, and run outside, but he never did.
And I get to do this again tomorrow, and every day for the rest of this month...
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