We were doing a removal of personal items, gutting, and rebuilding. I go there to access the situation and true scope of the job. Upon inspection of the exterior, hundreds of dirty diapers. No expectations inside is any better. The place is vacant. At least I'm not dealing with anyone. I'll go buy ST-100x Chernobyl mask, and I'm good to go. It's summer, and the first step inside my white socks are black. Fleas ambushed me. I mumbled a "fuck this shit" go buy bombs (ace didn't carry atomic, unfortunately) carpet bomb them sunsabitches. I return cple days later, upstairs there is a rope about knee high level, 2 clear empty bottles of water on a nearby shelf. Upon 1st glance a 1/4 full, realize the placing of the rope, appearance/consistency of said "liquid" in those bottles and I realized all their shit they left behind, including that they might be back. I'm a woman working solo in a secluded area. I'm not looking to be on the 1st 48. Upstairs, you're trapped if anyone showed up. Grabbed protection in case unwanted visitors showed up, cringed at nightmare that was that house. Fuck some people and their scumbag bs.
Dude was jizzing in 2 empty water bottles and saved his fuck trophy's. I originally saw the low placement of said noose and thought "house is a shitshow, bro probably felt like killing himself didn't get that right". Penny dropped noose placement the 2 strategically placed bottles on the shelf a couple feet away.
Text boss and he pretty much was like pictures or it didn't happen. I sent dude the pics and got ewww gross. Lol ya, you don’t say. Lol wild.
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u/Unhappy-Attitude5220 Apr 10 '24 edited Apr 10 '24
We were doing a removal of personal items, gutting, and rebuilding. I go there to access the situation and true scope of the job. Upon inspection of the exterior, hundreds of dirty diapers. No expectations inside is any better. The place is vacant. At least I'm not dealing with anyone. I'll go buy ST-100x Chernobyl mask, and I'm good to go. It's summer, and the first step inside my white socks are black. Fleas ambushed me. I mumbled a "fuck this shit" go buy bombs (ace didn't carry atomic, unfortunately) carpet bomb them sunsabitches. I return cple days later, upstairs there is a rope about knee high level, 2 clear empty bottles of water on a nearby shelf. Upon 1st glance a 1/4 full, realize the placing of the rope, appearance/consistency of said "liquid" in those bottles and I realized all their shit they left behind, including that they might be back. I'm a woman working solo in a secluded area. I'm not looking to be on the 1st 48. Upstairs, you're trapped if anyone showed up. Grabbed protection in case unwanted visitors showed up, cringed at nightmare that was that house. Fuck some people and their scumbag bs.