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Where's my STUFF???

Well, day two as a cleaner, and as nice as the people are at the Club, the Contracters are USELESS!

I wasn't really expecting my missing supplies to be sat there waiting for me this morning, but I was expecting that my brief would be there, or at least SOMEONE from the contractors as I had my paper work to hand in. We get paid monthly, and the wages are processed on the 5th of the month, and with the August Bank Holiday looming I really need to get mybank details handed in so that I don't have to wait 6 weeks before I get my first pay cheque. No one was there to great me, so I made my presence known to the staff and go to work.

The first hour and a half must be dedicated to the public facilities - which is why my saturday shift is just an hour and a hlaf as I not expected to do the staff areas on the weekend. So that's 3 shower / toilet stalls, 2 toilets and the laundry which all need to have the toilets scrubbed, mirrors polished, sinks cleaned, walls scrubbed and floor swept and mopped. As I STILL don't have a bucket with a wringer the moppingis a bit of a pain. The shower stalls aren't too bad as they are effectivly "wet rooms" and the showers flow onto the floor rather than a pedestal, and there's a drain on the floor, so I can wring the mop out on that. The toilets don't have floor drains so I have to leave the doors wedged open to let them dry out a little. As I don't have any wet floor signs I really worry about people slipping and falling in there!

But that's ok. I can do that bit of the job without too much hassle. The remaining two hours on Mon and Thu are spent inside the office, where I clean the staff loos (Gents: 2 urinals, one toilet, a mirror and a sink, Landies: 2 toilets, mirror and sink, plus mopping the floor). Again, no drain in the floor so I have to wring the mop headout with my hand (thank god for rubber gloves) and gor ound warning the staff that the floors are wet. Then it's up stairs where I hoover the kicthen (Supposed to mop it, but with no separet mop bucket I can't - and it's GRIM in there), the stairs and landing, the staff room /common room, the boss's office and the second office. Then it's a case of get the cleaning solutions and polished out and make sure all the surfaces are clean and dust free.

I seem to have got a good system sorted out, when I have done all the jobs I can do I have about a hour left, which would be enough time to mop the kitchen and the staff area hall way, but without that damned mop bucket I can't do that so I have left twiddling my thumbs for a hour.

As no one had shown up to take my paper work or deliver the rest of my kit I called the contracters up and asked what was going on. I was old that my brief "didn't know there was a sepcific meeting set up today", and I pointed out that there wasn't, but how else was i supposed to get my paper work in and get my supplies! I was asked to POST my paper work, and was told that my supplies would be delivered this afternoon, but as I was going an hour later that's not much good for me now. I said I'd drop my paper work off in person, and stared to clean all the (disgisting) doors and door frames which I was told was pointless as the whole office is getting re-furbed in a few weeks and the doors would all get skipped.... Still, I reasoned it was better if I stayed and cleaned as best I could rather than just fucking off an hour early.

Now, I am supposed to be doing a short shift on Saturday, but i have told them time and time again that I can't work the 26th (didn't say way), I even told them that before I accepted the job. I have a funny feeling that it isn't going to go well!

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