Got to arms length this so apologies for vagueness.
Got a call to look at a job, phone number for resident called Peter.
Rang "Peter", a very obvious woman answered, arranged meeting.
Got to the property, she answers the door, very fat arsed, very wide hipped obvious female with rotting teeth, red hair and pube beard.
The work is in the garden so she walks us through.
The house is fucking disgusting. I don't mean cluttered or untidy, I mean fucking filth. Rotting food everywhere, cobwebs, stagnant fluids, crusty carpets, flies everywhere, smells like dead animals, the whole bit.
The door to the garden won't open because she has black bags full of crap blocking it, bearing in mind she's known about this appointment for 2 weeks.
I tell her that if we do this job we will need to make space in the house. She puts the back of her hand to her forehead, sighs heavily and says "There's been ISSUES!"
Yeah, I bet.
Fuck off mental cunt.
Can you imagine my team working in there?
She says "They misgendered me!"
I'm off the contract.