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Storage Horror’s: The End

July 24, 2019 | Lifestyle | No Comments

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       Now for the moment you have all waited for, the real tea of working in storage. Let me tell you about all the horrible situations I had to go through on a daily basis. Well not all, but some of them. This one is a long one since I will end the series here, but I promise its worth it! I included pictures! 

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       Let me start by saying that when you initially go in to apply, interview, and start there they mention that it will be light cleaning work. Which meant you had to clean the office, the restroom and the units and you think to yourself really how dirty can it all be. They don’t tell you that you will have to deal with the most disgusting situations, nor do you get trained to deal with them, they just throw you into it and you gotta hope for the best.

      The people who rented at that location, and the passer bys were the most vile, I had ever encountered. Finding pee at this location was the daily norm. Bottles overflowing with urine, the smell alone would nauseate you. You would find pee on top of belongings, box’s and all you had was gloves and pray that none would fall on you. Nothing was safe, you had to assume that everything had pee! There was no way it could be tea or any other liquid. You would find it in ziplock bags, and the worst of it all would be when I found it inside a kids pencil box. I’ve had pee all over me and I would die on the inside. People pooped inside trashcans too!

       The worst of it all, is the poop. I had to go in to work fearing that it would be another shitty day. You don’t get taught how to deal with this, you don’t get warned, you’re just expected to do it with gloves and what ever your wit can think of. Naturally I couldn’t even deal with it, I was puking inside my mouth and of course always got chewed out for not doing it. 

        There was a day in which my coworker and I had to deal with it and we had never been subjected to such grotesque work.  We both agreed to do it together, since we wouldn’t dream of doing it alone. We had to get smart, we decided we would get a broom and push it all into a container. Safe to say, we tried but couldn’t finish the job, and then I vowed I would never attempt to do that again. Tough Shit because we had chronic shitters to deal with. They would do it anywhere! in the halls, in the corner, in the parking lot, anywhere! It was a real nightmare! Someone had suggested that the best way to deal with it is to grab it all with cardboard, but for that you’d have to get up close and personal. No thank you!

        This job should really provide a disclaimer, or at the very least the proper training for the job! You can find pee in these images, and I used to have many others. 

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        At another location, they had a woman who would always clog their toilet. They banned her, all for her and her daughter to show up at their parking lot demanding entrance. The worker who found them had to witness the mother crouched down with a paper bag and you guessed it, she was taking a shit! But thanks to this encounter, I got to hear my favorite quote that came from the daughter. “If you’re gonna treat my mom like an animal, she’s gonna shit like one!” haha the best thing I’ve ever read of an encounter for that company and I will never forget it.

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       I have another poop story for you guys, and I think this one is probably the worst one. So we would always have problems with our toilets/plumbing. People were always shoving things down the toilet that they shouldn’t like a towel, socks, etc. This all eventually caused our sump pump to stop working. It was out for weeks, almost months and we had to deal with so many pissed off customers. The basement where it was located, smelled terribly. I hated being down there and I felt bad for the customers that rented down there.

       It got to the point where it started to leak and you guessed it, shit and piss everywhere. At first the leakage was small, but then it started to go into the units next to it causing the clients things to get damaged. The higher up’s did not want to tell the client the truth. His very expensive and vintage comic books were ruined, his couch ruined, and everything in there was probably ruined. He was told that it was just a leak, shady shit.

      As luck would have it, it kept happening to the point where the truth had to be known. To a point where we were ordered to close off the basement, it was deemed unsafe to enter. The leakage was worsening day by day. Not even people who were hired wanted to deal with the horror’s they found in the basement.  There was shit and piss everywhere, I will never be able to free my mind of the images, the smell. 

      Higher ups forced me and others to go down there and attempt to clean it, when it was deemed unsafe and after hours. No protection other than the thinnest face mask, and gloves. No other protection, other than a warning to try and not get any on you. Only vacuums and mops to assist in the cleaning. 

      I did as much as I was able to, at the end of it all, my will had died. I told myself that I could not put up with the things I went through on the daily. I went to my coworkers apartment that night and drank and tried to forget. Her and I took a stand and told higher ups we would never do that again, when it was unsafe, and we wernt trained or prepared. 

      The sump pump kept leaking and the legal team for the company advised us not to get near it, after being forced to do it before. The company had a cleaner come in once and never again. The person in charge said why higher someone when we were there and could do it for free. A terrible idea, but I nor my coworker helped out as much as it was hinted for us to help out. I’m traumatized.  

      These photos are when the issue was just beginning, it only got worse, thank your eyes that I didn’t get a photo.

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       Drugs were a big thing at that location, and again we were not warned, prepared, or trained. You would constantly see the tiniest ziplock bags all over the floor. You would constantly find needle caps and the worst, the needles. You never knew where they would be, and there was the constant fear that you would accidentally get pricked.  You had to clean the units and that’s when you would fear it, with the thinnest gloves.

       In the photo below you can find some of the needles that were found in an abandoned unit. Some where in bags, others just laying around, with other drug paraphernalia. The facility had no bin or procedures on what to do with them. When reaching out to higher ups, they said to just put them in a box, in a room until they say other wise. They remained there still when I left, someone could very well harm themselves and get sick.

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         Everything that could go wrong with that place did. Their elevators would always stop working, customers would get trapped plenty of times. Their gates never worked to keep the facility safe. Their office doors didn’t even have the proper mechanism to help it close safely. It slammed on my finger cutting into it, it was agonizing pain. The AC stopped working for over 3 months and we were forced to work in the blazing heat.

        The photos under are the makeshift things we had to do to keep slightly cool. A small AC unit that couldn’t even cool half the office, everyday we had to pull this in and out. One day that I did, the wind forced the door shut on my finger. I still have a bump/scar from it, and I was forced to work through the pain afterwards. 

       Peep my stitches and my Frankenstein finger at the end too, luckily I didn’t lose it!

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      In continuation to things constantly breaking, let me tell you about one of the biggest hazards and safety issue. The staircases in the facility are unsafe. The wheels are coming off, they wobble when you’re on them and they are falling apart! Especially after higher ups had a worker modify them when it is not OSHA approved. It got to a point where someone actually got hurt! They were lucky that it didn’t turn into a big thing. Higher ups did nothing but hide the really messed up ones in units, or try to make the rest of them less noticeable but still kept them on the floor because buying new ones was way too expensive.

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       Safety was a huge issue, there were incredibly violent characters. I have had people threaten me countless times, I had called the police more times than I can count. I have had a man walk into the office and close the door behind him without saying a word. I have had people come up to me and tell me they were planing to hit me if I called the police. I have had to see a man run from another into our office because he was going to get stabbed. These are just some of the instances of many. 

       Let me tell you about two of the most notable situations. This one I happened to see on the surveillance camera, before I had started working there. An elderly man on the floor on his back, unable to get up to his walker. Another man starts to beat him, drag him and abuse him for a while. The man grabs the one on the floors shopping cart and pushes it into the elevator and leaves with it. He then comes back and drags the old man into the elevator, he then grabs his walker and starts beating him with it. It shifts to another camera view, now they are at ground level and the altercation is still happening. Plenty of people just pass by, until someone finally decides to chime in and call the police.

       Occurrences like this happen often, the place has no security. The only security shows up at 10/11pm sometimes, to just peek through the floors and leaves. They don’t properly check the floors. The employees serve as the security from 9:30-6pm, but that leaves the other hours open. Employees can’t walk the floors constantly with all the other work they have to do. Plus they are short staffed, two people or 3 if you’re lucky to take care of all 4 floors. 

       Security camera’s are limited and are only at certain areas that do no good with security. The higher ups don’t want to pay for more camera’s or security so everyone who rents there is basically unsafe. Employees can’t even carry anything for self defense.

       Another instance is when I got called, after hours. I had to go to work in my PJ’s because the police were called. This wasn’t the first time. I arrive at the scene with trash all over the floor and a man on the floor, shirtless with his gut hanging. Apparently he had slashed the tires of all the vans, and buses because he thought they were going to kidnap his girlfriend. All these cars belong to people who rent there. This man had a track record for violence. He had put dents into unit doors, in fits of anger. He constantly had domestic disputes. This man was just a ticking time bomb for worse to happen. 

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       Let’s end this with a bang and continue on with safety. Theft was a big part, it constantly happened. There was people who would use make shift fishing poles to fish items out. There was an incident where a man broke a woman’s car window’s, stole her phone, wallet, etc. He then claimed that he thought it was his aunts car. 

       The worst one by far was done by a woman named Alicia, she looked perfectly normal. She committed a series of thefts, for months. Units were broken into, locks broken, and replaced with new ones. Things went missing and were found in other units. We knew it was her but there was nothing that could be done unless she was actually caught in the act. 

       The lack of security and the lack of cameras made it very difficult to catch her. It went on for months, and we constantly had to deal with the customer’s who were affected. It didn’t help that the locks they had used were easily breakable, it didn’t help that they had no insurance or the least amount with valuables stored and stolen.

      Countless nights were spent trying to catch her in the act, I had to go after hours. The cops would not arrest her or place her under a tress pass warning unless she was caught in the act. Eventually our late nights paid off and she was caught stealing more items and was arrested. Apparently she does this as a profession, island hops and always gets away with it.

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        That is the end for now, thanks for reading this really long post and enjoying the pictures. This place should really be shut down, it’s a hazard. If you ever get offered a job there, flee! Make sure you check out the places you’re looking into renting! I probably have PTSD from working at this place. πŸ˜ͺ

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Storage Horror’s: The Tenants (Pt. 2)

July 17, 2019 | Lifestyle | No Comments

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       It’s time for the second part of the tenants part of the storage life tell all. Well the parts I remember anyway, haha. Let’s dive in!

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       Let’s start with the really bad ones, Mike and Javier. Javier only had one eye, always referred to me as “mami” (Puerto Rican) and always moved his lips in opposite directions. I had to rent to the man and our first interaction wasn’t very pleasant. In the elevator he hit the wall with his fist as he was telling me a story about some disagreement. As weird and as uncomfortable as he made me, the man still had some respect for me.

       Mike was a white man who was heavily on drugs and would be the aggressive type. My first encounter with the man was when he came into the office for some reason and randomly became irate and caused a huge commotion to the point we did not feel safe. We terminated his lease immediately. Months passed and he came to rent again, we decided to give him that one chance to redeem himself, since he looked in a better mind set. 

        There was a time where Mike had been on drugs and kept following me around the halls, I decided to go back to my office and he followed to the elevator. You could tell that I was uncomfortable, this is when Javier saw and decided to come along, he then made conversation with me to make sure I was okay. We all went into the office, and mike made yet another scene, a burst of rage to the point where we had to call the police and they escorted him out. After this we didn’t see him for a while.

      The next time I saw Mike was on the most extreme case. I had clients who wanted to see a unit, as I was showing them a unit we saw Mike walking through the halls multiple times, already making my customers uncomfortable. I brought them back into the office and that is when everything went south. Across from me was my Aussie co worker and another co worker. Javier and a woman come to them and tell them that Mike had threatened to take out his other eye with his drum stick and how he tried to stab the woman before.

      All this lead to the cops being called, Mike was brought in for questioning. They asked him if he was on drugs, if he wanted to hurt himself, or if he wanted to hurt others. He agreed to the part of wanting to hurt others. Javier walked in to use the restroom and that’s when they began to threaten one another again, the cops had to force Javier out of the office. 

    My Aussie co worker went to the back to talk with our district manager about the situations, and to discuss terminating the lease. I had previous experience with some of the steps, so I decided to excuse myself from my clients to go explain it to her. I handed them off to my other co worker while I went to the backroom to tell her an important step. As we were talking we witness the cops take Mike down to the ground, all of them piling on top of him. (He was a big guy) Apparently he had said something to my other coworker and lunged at her.

      Glad I left so I’m safe from scary situations like this, but when this happened. I expressed how I was not comfortable with him renting with us anymore, I told the DTL/Current manager of my concerns. She dismissed them and said as long as my other co worker was okay with it he could stay. Makes sense right? To keep an aggressive, drug affected person with a track record of violence. It’s important to note that Javier got kicked out just for sleeping. 

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       Ray, an older man who was obviously homeless. He would hang out by his unit blocking the hall. People would constantly complain and he would never move for the handicap. He would leave his items out in the hall, unattended with signs “I’ll be back”. He would have his good moments but then he would randomly snap. You never expected it from someone who looked as he did. There was a time where he came into our office and began yelling at us for who knows what and even threw his sun glasses at us. Then went on to say that we owed him another pair of designer sunglasses for the ones that just broke. Keep in mind that the sunglasses he had were from the drug store. haha

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       Roberta, a french woman that I could barley understand, she spoke so fast and her accent was thick. She first arrived with a man in a fancy sports car, so we really thought nothing of it. Until things took a turn, she would constantly leave a mess in the halls. Things everywhere, and every time we would ask her to stop and put them inside, she would argue. She would leave random items all over, a microwave, bottles, clothes, bra’s, a bike, you name it. She would even smoke and leave her buds everywhere, she would stay over night when she shouldn’t. It got to the point where we had to give her a final warning. The day we did, is the day she said we were violating her rights, that she was abducted by aliens, and was a part of human trafficking. She was nuts, eventually she stopped paying and we had to lock her out of her unit. That didn’t stop her, she snuck in and cute the wiring at the top of her unit and would sneak in.  Roberta was such a pain to deal with. That and she would leave suitcases filled with shit. 

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       Interesting personalities: 

      Julian was a person who would hang out in his unit 7 feet above, with his legs dangling and his legs spread while wearing a skirt. They also had porn all over their unit door for all to see, people would constantly complain. I also believe Julian had multiple personalities or something along those lines since I would hear him talk to himself in different voices, claimed to go places but never did (I’m assuming that one personality did).

      A flamboyant man who rented in the basement, I loved this guy. He was larger than life, and was really living his best life. He was a performer, he did not consider himself a drag queen but a personality. In his unit he had tons of colorful outfits, feathers, jewels and sequins. He once told me that he wanted “Everything on stilts” and would name a couple of things followed by on stilts. 

       Victoria, a very paranoid woman who had a really big unit with no organization. She had mountains of clothes and random objects on top of each other. She never paid her bill on time on purpose, she believed that this would cause her extra security. Since after a couple weeks without paying we would lock it. She told me she felt safer that way, she believed that someone was out to get her and would constantly have me cut the locks off her unit to replace them with new ones.

       Kevin, a taxis driver who annoyed the hell out of me. This man never paid his unit on time, constantly had late fees and would make it difficult when explaining the same thing over and over. He would constantly claim that he did not know he was late, or that there would be fees.(He’s always late, he knows) He had so many fees waved that we just couldn’t anymore, he would say how we were abusing his rights by not waiving his fees. After getting a no, he would keep trying. When it came time to paying his bill, he would come 5 min before closing to pay in all ones. 

       Fayanet was a paranoid woman who wreaked of cigarettes, and had long dirty nails. She would constantly tell me about how the government was watching her, how her phones were tapped, and so many other crazy stories. She would even tell me how she didn’t like my Aussie co worker because her people were at war with her. Then went on to tell me that I was going to get deported for being mexican. 

       Angela was a woman who rented on the 3rd floor, which mean there was rarely any traffic on that floor. She was a major alcoholic, with a boob bigger than the other. She would constantly fall asleep on the floor, and when I woke her up she went on to tell me she wasn’t sleeping. There were times when her partner even locked her out of their unit. I wish I could remember the crazy drunken stories she’d tell meπŸ˜‚ But all I can remember is that really big boob. 

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       Sophia, she will always be a pain in the ass. She was the one person I really hated and I would avoid her like the plague. Sophia would wear the most unflattering outfits, her ass would hang and her crotch would suffocate, infection waiting to happen haha  She would always come in with a hollier than thou attitude. She would come in with a credit card that was already broken and tapped together, which was a pain to deal with. She demanded it be swiped and nothing else, not even manually inputted. The card always gave trouble when swiping because of it’s condition, if it failed to go through, all hell would break loose. You had to pray that it went through the first time, she was the type of person you wanted out of there before you hit them.

       There was a time where she had insufficient funds and it was the worst thing that could ever happen because that meant it was my fault it didn’t go through. When advising she reach out to her bank to see if maybe they flagged us(A bs excuse) she flipped, saying she hadn’t been anywhere else. It got to the point where I had to ask her to leave or I’d have her escorted out because she was being unbearable. 

       She later came back to tell me she didn’t have enough money because she spent it at McDonalds. Every interaction with her was an unpleasant one. I had my moment of satisfaction though, one day she came in and she keeps all her 50cards wrapped around with rubber bands. It got to the point where one snapped in her face and I could not hide my joy!πŸ˜‚

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        The perverts: There was so many! Lucky for me I didn’t get many haha, hurray for being ugly! 

        Perverted Santa Claus, this man was a major creep to my best friend/co worker. He would spend countless hours, harassing her, talking about non sense. Even went out to say he was playing hard to get with her. The worst part of it all was when he told her that he was in the shower, naked and wet when he thought about her and paying his storage.πŸ˜…

       Another man who harassed her constantly. I was talking to her when he walked in and at my very own desk, he turned to look at me and told me he was gonna go ahead and ignore me to talk to her. Then went on to tell both of us that he thought he saw her running, because the back of the woman looked like her backside. Major cringe.

       My interaction with a creep was with the dude we called Frosted Tips. He had fuckin frosted tips and looked like he came out straight from the 90s. He supposedly owned a bar, and had a boat or what ever but he would hit on both of us. Frosted tip took it a step farther when I was on my way to the elevator, and he was with his friends. They all surrounded me and I swear I never felt more uncomfortable. He noticed my ring and asked me if I was married, and of course me being me, I had to be honest. I told him it wasn’t but it was a promise ring so we intend to. The audacity this man had was to tell me to leave my boyfriend, that he would treat me better. I laughed and said I highly doubted it and motioned away, he hugged me and then went on to firmly put his arms on my shoulders and creepily massaged my shoulders. I was dying inside, eventually I escaped and ran away as fast as I could. πŸ˜ͺ

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        One of my favorite stories is the one about Willi Moss. I hadn’t met the man but every time I would call his phone to remind him of his due date. Hilarity ensues when the VM came up “You have reached the legendary, the doctor, the king, the amazing, etc. Willi Moss” His titles went on for ages. (He was no doctor!πŸ˜‚) and then I actually met the man. One day I was patrolling the halls, when I noticed the lock wasn’t put on right on his unit. I figured I’d check, I lifted the unit door and there he was in all his glory. Laying on top of his garbage bags, in boxers, spread eagle. My poor eyes! but I will never forget that email!

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        The end, that’s all for now for the tenants. I’m getting older and my memory is fading. There are plenty other stories that I forgot or just didn’t put in, these people were really something else, especially in person! I will never forget, but I’m so glad I don’t have to see half of them ever again! If I remember any more I’ll add them later on or make a new addition. Next blog, I’m gonna talk about major incidents and all things wrong with the place! Stay tuned!

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Storage Horror’s: The Tenants (Pt. 1)

July 10, 2019 | Lifestyle | No Comments

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       Hello everyone, I’m back with more storage stories! In this part I will tell you about all the crazy people I encountered working there, these are some of the most notable one’s in my memory. I can’t fit everyone so it’ll be broken down to the next blog.

       The storage facility I worked at was made up of 4 floors, the ground floor being the parking lot where you can store vehicles. The Basement that is non climate controlled (it’s fuckin hot!) and full of spiders. Third floor that has all the businesses and decent people. The second and fourth floor both have ground units, and units above those that require a stair case to access. These two floors hold all the questionable clients due to the smaller upper units that are easy to afford. 

        Let’s start off with people I’ve encountered that did not rent with me. There was a woman who every morning was found with a tent in front of our door. Asking her to move was always a huge fuss. I once was the first to get there, I saw her tent and naturally went to go look for her. The tent was empty, she shouts at me “Get the fuck away from there” Granted that it is way too early to deal with this crap, I told her that she was the one that needed to go away.πŸ˜‚ She giggles and says “Oh haha ok” She was such a weirdo, my other co worker always got into shouting matches with her. But the one who really takes the cake of crazy, is who I named “Marble nipples” I have plenty stories about this woman. 

         So marble nipples, is a small old shriveled woman who has lost all her marbles. She hangs out by the storage facility almost every day, and grumbles while flailing her arms at people. I’ll start with the story as to why she gets the name. A client walks into my office and informs me that there is a woman passed out on the side of the building, whose exposed, the client is naturally worried. I got worried to, who knows what can happen to this woman while asleep.

          My dumb ass, decides to go check and there she is. Asleep on a chair, next to her shopping cart, with her bikini top pulled down to expose her chest and there they are……The biggest nipples I had ever seen, as big as marbles. πŸ˜‚ The name just stuck after that……I woke her up and she grumbled, and I asked if she needed medical help. She declined, I went back inside and next thing I know she’s fuckin picking up my plants from the root. I had to call the police on her and the poor young man was telling me he hopes she goes into someone else’s section because he’s tired of dealing with her ass.

          These arn’t even the worst of them, she would legit throw her cart into my parking lot in hopes that it would hit one of the cars, I always had to go get her and escort her out. She even once walked up to my managers car putting something on her windshield wipers, I went outside to confront her and she ran. I caught up to her enough to hand foam pieces back to her and demanded she take them with her. Even so this still isn’t the worst one.

            The reason why she is so horrible to deal with is the reputation she has built for herself, she comes with a warning. Never get close to this woman, you never know what she is going to throw at you. You could be lucky enough to get water thrown at you or it could be worse. I’ve seen a customer stand by her not knowing, at the time I didn’t either and I was talking with another client. She then comes closer to the man and dumps a liquid on his white shoes, lucky for him it was water. The man I was talking to advised me that he has seen her throw worse at people. 

        I didn’t really believe she could do worse until one day a man who rents a parking space came in. He was furious and I had no idea why, until he told me that someone vandalized his limo, he showed me photos of his limo full of stickers. I offered to look at the video but there wasn’t much I came up with. A couple weeks after he came in again with another video and photos, this time it wasn’t stickers…….it was piss and shit. I really wish he didn’t show me, it was horrible! I looked at the surveillance and behold, it was marble nipples! In the video she’s walking on the side walk while pushing her cart, she turns to look at the limo but keeps walking.

       Marble nipples decides to stop half way, with a cup in hand and walks up to the limo, she then tosses the contents of the plastic cup onto the limo.πŸ˜ͺ Beware if you ever see an elderly woman in a bikini top who grumbles, she’s armed!πŸ˜‚

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        Gym Birthday Suit, that is really his name on his ID. He was a strange man who we had no choice but to rent to, on his first day he was wearing a jump suit and a hello kitty back pack. On that day we didn’t rent to him for the simple fact of not having identification, but he came after with the papers needed. This man always wore outlandish outfits, crazy striped pants with holes, a Dracula cape, and the best one a bunny suit from a Christmas story. He stored the craziest things in his unit, trash, strange outfits, mannequin heads and other body parts, weird statues and so much more. I noticed because he would always leave his unit door open, he had so much that he couldn’t even close it anymore. There was a time where he left all his things outside in the parking lot and was upset when most of them were taken including his machete. (scary) He also went through a phase where he would steal our fire extinguishers.

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             Michelle, my first encounter with this woman was when I had seen her with her boyfriend. He was obviously an abusive toxic person, you can just tell by the way she would act around him. She would wear long sleeves and shorts, in this heat there is no way she could be cold, she was hiding her bruises. One day she came into my office crying, asking me if there was any way we could deny access to her now ex. I obviously wanted to help her, we changed everything needed to keep him away from her, I also offered my help. I let her know that at any time, if she needed me to help her out of a situation she just needs to give me a signal.

            She went back upstairs to her unit and I saw her boyfriend come into the parking lot. I could see him on camera, attempting to get access and got denied. You could see this man start to get mad and paced everywhere as he got on the phone. He then came into the office demanding to know why his code was not working, I went on to tell him that he was not on the account, there for I could not give him any information. He stormed out and got in his car, she came down rushing to his car and then became the shouting match. He got off the car and followed her, it really looked like he was out to hurt her. 

         Of course I was ready to intervene with a call to the cops, but he went back in his car and drove off. After this I felt for the girl, eventually she forgave him and there they were together again. Until they got into their next altercation. My office phone rang, it was her crying asking me to come up and help her, I rushed to her aide to find her inside her unit.

        She was 6/7 feet off the ground on the top unit, she told me that he had left her up there and purposely moved the stair case so she could not get down. The floor was filled with items that he spread out all over, and he left our cart untended in the parking lot for anyone to take.(They cost over 700) After she was calm, I told her he no longer had access to the facility, next time I saw him I was going to have him escorted out by police.

         Time passed and I saw this small innocent woman change, she was now a junkie. Always falling asleep, even while having a conversation, and she would get irritated randomly. She started loitering in her storage unit for hours on end hogging one of the very few stair cases. She would also close her unit door, to more than likely do drugs. While her young son of probably 3/4 played on the ground level. When I’d ask her to open her door, it was always a battle that never ended well.

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       Now on the drugs topic there are so many situations, and people I encountered that abused. I’ll talk about two for this one, Yong and Kuntz. Yong was a man who seemed normal to begin with, it didn’t start until after where everything started to unravel. Ultimately we had to stop renting to this man for his over the top stunts. I caught this man with a fire going on in his unit, him and his girlfriend were smoking crack. I had to call the cops on him on multiple occasions. This man was already known for being on drugs, violent, and you never knew what he was going to do.

        On my many patrols, I saw him sleeping with his girlfriend on top of a table, I tried to wake them up with no success. They were obviously already strung out. No one could wake them, the cops had to come and wake them up. He was arguing with the cops and resisting. Yong was notorious for bike theft as well and apparently he also had warrants. Eventually we were able to kick him out, and never heard from him again.

        Kuntz, A woman I had not heard of until the name was brought up to me and I found it hilarious. There was no other way to describe her, but a CUNT. She was another junkie, the manager even caught her shooting up in the restroom and denied her any future access to them. Kuntz had track marks all over her body and was always a pain to deal with. 

        There was a time where her and her boyfriend, he looked perfectly normal and in tune with his senses. They both decided to attend an auction, and even bought some. She thought it would be a good idea to place all the items/trash into an empty unit so that they wouldn’t have to deal with it. We brought it to her attention, so she did the next big thing and left all the items outside the elevator and in front of the dumpster gate. A terrible idea with the people that pass by the facility, the following morning the items and trash were scattered everywhere. Kuntz was pissed when we called her, told her we saw the surveillance after she tried denying it was her, and told her she had to come in to clean it all up or we would charge her a cleaning fee. Instead of cleaning it herself, she made her boyfriend do it, it was still satisfying to see them clean it all up.πŸ˜‚

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         I’ll end this with Pikake, the storage prostitute. She was a quiet woman who was also paranoid. She constantly brought different men up to her storage. She’d run into our bathroom, with a tooth brush in hand without a word. You could hear her spitting in our bathroom, her mouth was full. haha I even found a box of condoms by her unit, so at least she was being safe. She was even caught giving a man a blow job in the parking lot. Thankfully, I never caught her in the act. πŸ˜‚

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Storage Horror’s: The Beginning

July 3, 2019 | Lifestyle | No Comments

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        Where to even start? In this series of blog posts I will let you guys in on my two years of hell. I’ll spill all the tea! Let us start from the beginning.
         This first post will cover the beginning of my life in hell, with the little angry man. I will guide you through some of the events that have been engraved in my memory. It is a bit long, I apologize but we will cover other aspects of my storage life in other posts.

        When I first moved to Hawaii the search to find a job began, I put in countless applications until I received an invite to apply for a storage company. I had no previous experience in the field except for what everyone brings up when they think of storage, the show “Storage Wars”. With no experience, I had no expectations or knowledge of what I was about to get myself into.

      I had to change my hair color, take out my piercings and wear a uniform, which sucked but what could one do? I had just moved and needed money to survive but that isn’t the bad part in the slightest. 

       I trained for a couple weeks in Kopolei which was shitty for the simple fact that we had no car at the time, our car was going to be shipped from California. I had to spend around $40+ on the trip to and same amount back, and the traffic was terrible. Since I was making the trip, I had to wake up incredibly early to make sure I got there in time. My training experience was amazing, the location, customers, and co-workers there made me feel as if my road ahead would be just the same. 

       My dreams soon came to an end when I had to start work at my home store. I loved the fact that it was five minutes away from home, on my first day I was excited and ready for my new journey. 

       At this moment I figured, nothing could be worse than working at the “What are those?!?!” store, where the woman Hitler reigned. The woman who hired only her friends, did nothing but talk with them on her shifts and got no work done, wrote blogs about her fleeting boyfriends on the clock and how they were “the one” after just meeting them. A woman who was petty and jealous of anyone who had a happier life/relationship and took it out on those who were stable. Who shortened the hours of male coworkers who paid her no mind. A woman who once you stopped being friends with, she’d find silly reasons to make your life hell and quit, and then attempt to re hire you once you benefit her again.This woman was what I thought one of the worst people in management I had ever met. (Still true, but someone tops her now)

       On my first day I met a short, stocky, older Japanese man. He was probably around his late 40’s/early 50’s, who knows. I was happy to be there, happy to meet anyone really. In an instant this man offered to show me around the facility and I welcomed the idea. On the tour, this man who was clearly full of themselves decided to rant on about himself. Apparently he was being reviewed to manage the storage facility, the man couldn’t be less fit and you’ll find out why. 

      I would listen and nod to his pointless stories, until he brought up one in particular. He began to tell me a story of how he managed to get a person he did not like to quit. The man proudly told me that if he does not like someone, he will do anything and everything to get them to quit and how he has done it multiple times before. This in itself is already a giant red flag, the man is obviously in no position to lead and is frankly too old to be pulling these stunts. The stories continued as he made sure to show that I was beneath him, and with these intimidation tactics he said this gem to me “I’m a sexist pig” with no hint of joking and went on to tell me he wouldn’t change.

       I was already uncomfortable on my first day, he then decided to show me the parking lot where customers could rent parking stalls. He demanded that I role play with him on selling, I asked for more information since I had just started and knew no details to use as selling points.(Not to mention that role playing makes me uncomfortable) Despite this I wanted to build a good team friendship still and I played along. He played the role of a bad customer, but this man took it to the extreme, was a total asshole and talked down to me for no reason. I would break in between to tell him I didn’t want to do it anymore, it wasn’t working for me, I needed more details but he persisted to make me feel small. 

      I am a person who cries in anger or frustration and so I did and as much as I tried to hide it, the man kept verbally attacking me. He then brought up the fact that I was crying and turned it into yet another thing he could use to his advantage when it came to talking down to me. The man went on to tell me about his home life and how this is the way he talks to his wife. How he throws a fit for the pepper facing the wrong way in the cabinet but she still married him.(I have no idea what this had to do with me)

       Naturally I spoke up to the DTL about the situation, what had happened and what was said. I was not about to let that behavior slide, she was mortified by everything she had heard and reached out to the DM(District Manager). Of course nothing was done about the situation. Another woman was added into the mix later on and she experienced the same situations. He hated her for the fact that she would put him in his place. 

       Every day this man continued to make my life hell, my only salvation was when I went out to clean. At this point I would rather be doing that than selling storage units to customers, that would mean being in an office with the evil leprechaun. He talked down to me every chance he got, when I needed to learn something he would treat me badly and tell me he wasn’t there to teach me anything.(What soon to be manager, right?) I’d also get in trouble for saying “Yeah, no” “no, yeah” and he would tell me how much he hated it. Obviously I can’t help it coming from California, and I tried to explain countless times, but it was yet something else for him to pick on me for.

        There was a day where he and the other male co worker were sitting down at their desks chatting while myself and the other female co worker were cleaning the office. He had came to me instead of her and ordered me to clean the elevators and take her with me. I politely told him it would get done but the office needed TLC, it was filthy. When not getting his way he did what he always did with me. I passed the message on to my other co-worker and she was furious. She came in to speak with him and asked him what cleaning he was going to get done that day, since her and I were cleaning almost everything. He decided to tell her that she can’t expect not to clean, it’s what she signed up for. (Mind you we are all equals, with the same position) He had also told me in previous conversations that he was not a cleaning man, he was an office man and he would stay indoors while others clean. The man also spent his time playing candy crush (how productive.)

       After countless complains from both of us, nothing seemed to get done. I even expressed my concerns for his management skills when it came to the store. This man did things he should never do, he would take units offline to hold for customers and say it was damaged at the time to management. He would bend every rule that we were told were serious and shouldn’t be bent. Things we could have gotten in trouble for if anyone visited or audited. His work ethic was horrible and the man was sexist. What else could he do?

       In one of my many escapes to clean, I decided to follow through on some of the tasks our DM had left behind after her store visit. One of them was to clean the unit doors. They were absolutely filthy, in this point in time I was cleaning a huge one with giant soda splatter all over that had been there for what seemed like forever. (it would not come off!) So I am on my knees scrubbing the living hell out of it when I hear his voice getting closer, but he’s not alone! Yay, sigh of relief since he couldn’t possibly bother me while with customers.

        I was wrong, he came up to me in front of his customers and began to yell and talk down to me. He demanded to know what I was doing and why I was doing it. I went on to tell him that it was on our list of things to do but he was not having it. He insisted that it was the hallway doors, as if the giant soda splatter wasn’t a huge indicator as to what she meant, I went ahead and told him that he was wrong(in a nicer way), obviously! Bad choice in my part, I got an ear full just so he could look tough in front of his customers.

       With this I had enough, I was tired of the constant torment day after day. I called my DTL and told her I couldn’t do it anymore, if something wasn’t done I was going to quit. I was reassured that something would be done. (It wasn’t) 

       My final straw was this last incident. There was an issue with a machine (I’ll cover that in another post) so since the following day was going to be his day off he decided to teach me how to manually shut it off. I needed to do this twice a day so I had no choice but to agree to go in the basement with him to learn. Huge mistake!

       The elevator ride was awkward and silent, it wasn’t until we were waiting for the elevator to go back when things took a turn. Our elevator takes for ever when it comes to picking up the basement. He randomly asks “You know, I think I know why we don’t get along?”. This caught me off guard because I had no hate for this man, he just made my life hell and uncomfortable. I had started nothing, so I was in shock. With the wait and my awkwardness, I decided to play along, I asked “Why?”
        He then said that he thought it was because of my age, that he has a daughter. I can’t remember if he said a year younger or older than me. This was really uncomfortable, I felt bad for his daughter. Again in my awkward, uncomfortable state, I decided to throw him another bone. I shrugged and said “Maybe it’s a cultural difference too?” hah, silly me just dug my own grave. With that he says to me “Oh hunny….well we arn’t in mexico anymore” πŸ˜’ 

        First of all, I was fuckin born in the US. Yes I am Mexican but I am not from mexico. Even if I was, there is no reason to be that way! Such an unpleasant little man. This was the instance that really lead me to take matters into my own hands, if no one was going to do anything I was going to do everything to be heard. I reached out to HR, told them everything, they even talked to the other female employee.

         How ever, I got an ear full from the DM getting on my case for doing so, that I should be reaching out to her and letting her handle it. Obviously nothing was being done, and HR is there to help me with these issues anyway. πŸ€·β€β™‚οΈ

           I had many unpleasant encounters with the little man but at the end of it all karma bit him in the ass. Let me tell you what happened to him in the end. After all the complaints, the only thing they could do for us was move him to what everyone considered the “punishment store”. There he lived out his days alone with no co-workers and no one to talk to, he was always denied management positions and his only way out was to quit. Life was a much better place with him gone. 😁

          They sent me a blessing of a woman to be my manager, If I could rank the sweetest/ best people in my life she would be up there as high as it can go. This woman is a saint, and the company does not deserve her, this world does not deserve her. She was my crutch through this miserable hell hole of a journey. I also got sent my Koala bear from down unda who I could not have done any of it without! Without them I couldn’t have stayed there as long  as I did!πŸ’–

Stay tuned for part 2, we’re just getting to the good stuff! 🐸🍡

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