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First day at the Yatch Club

Still like the sound of that, it sounds so much better than "My first day as a cleaner"

I can't help coming across as being a bit of a snob. It's not that I think being a cleaner is a bad thing, or that cleaners or any less worthwile people than anyone else. I know it comes across like that, but it's not the truth. My issue is with myself. It's because I have spent so many years at college training and getting qualifications, and because I half packed in my job at MM making myself expendable and eventually getting let go all because I wanted to run my own business, and it's not making enough money to get by on. I feel like a bit of a failure that despite everything I have been given, and everything I worked towards, and I have still ended up being "just a cleaner".

I'm very sorry if that offends anyone. It isn't ment to.

Anyway, I shall move on. I was due to start my first shift at 10am, and was asked to come in a little early as it was my first day so that I could fill in all the paper work, get ito my tabbard, be shown round and be given my training. It all started well enough. I got there early and the cleaning contractors van was sat there waiting for me. I was given the paper work and introduced to the staff of the Club, and shown rond the areas I am to clean and given a brief list of jobs to do and what to use to do them, such as "red mops, mop buckets, cloths and solutions are for the toilet and shower areas, the blue one are for the food areas". BUT as yet, there were no supplies, so the brief and I were wandering round with a bottle of Cilit Bang and some paper towels while we waited for my stuff to arrive.

By about 11am there was still no sign of the delivery boy or my supplies, so my brief called him up and yelled at him, then made her appologies to me AND LEFT! Not to get my stuff, she just went. Assuring me that he was on his way. He was at Caton Rd, which is no more than 20 mins away from the Club. He turned up after 12noon (I finished at 1.30) and didn't even have half the stuff!!! No mop buckets, no tabbard, no wet floor signs.... I was given half a bottle of toiltet cleaner - with no lid wrapped up in a blue shower cap to shop it from leaking too much - a ton of bin liners which the store room already had millions of, 3 red bottles of cleaner, 3 blue bottles of cleaner (one with a broken gun nozzle) and one green bottle (what's that for??) two types of red cloth - no blue ones....

So I did best I could. I did at least get some mops, and I dug out a bucket (minus wringer which makes things interesting) from the store room and cleaned the public facilities and staff loos. I managed to run round 2 of the 5 areas I have to hoover (with the worst vaccum I have EVER had the mispleasure of using! It's called a "yes", and I can't even find them with Google to show you). I swear I could pick up more crawling round on my hands and knees SUCKING the carpet!

Roll on Thursday when I should - at least - get the rest of my kit!

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