The meeting this week was more lighthearted. Though apparently there have been three accidents in the last week. One guy ran into a coors truck, while another guy tried to turn his van on a dime and rolled it on top of a parked car. I can't believe someone actually did that.
My first job was in apartment town. There was a black guy here in his early twenties I couldn't quite tell if he was an immigrant or not. He got really concerned that I was dropping stuff on his expensive persian rug, After a while he offered me some cocaine, said he was doing a couple lines, asked if I wanted one. I turned him down. Then he tipped me $10, but I wasn't completely done yet. So I got a little nervous after these interactions and wanted to finish as quickly as possible. After doing the coke he would just sit on the coach and laugh at some magazine that he was reading. It was a high pitched annoying laugh, that for some reason seemed typical for someone who does coke. At some other point he offered me Earl Grey tea as well.
My next job was a apartment complex tucked away in the southern regions of town. There was an older gentleman here who even though he was very much american, looked Irish or English. I was there to set him up with Internet. He had a lot of questions about our services.
After lunch I had a job at a town home complex. The family here looked arabic but they were asking me about the international rates to cal Israel. They already had Internet and video so I was just there to hook up the phone. There was one woman there that was very attractive. I've always found women from that part of the world very attractive, maybe it's those dark eyes. I was just about done when it turned out none of the phone jacks were working, they were all wired backwards. So I had to pull each wall-plate off and re-wire it.
I then headed to my last job. This was back in apartment town. The guy who lived in this apartment was a lanky tall man with a speech impediment. There was several parchments with arabic on them on the walls. He was watching a spanish soap opera off of bunny ears. He kept asking me questions about exactly which channels he has and whether or not he could cancel in six months. This was my last job so I finished it quickly.