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Amusements.
The current gig has me in a Manhattan brownstone, one that was bought back in the 1970s where the owners didn't leave it until they both passed. Every day I walk up some steps to get to the first floor, then descend to the ground floor, and finally down to the basement, which is where I've got my work cut out for me. I got a full tour today instead of just a cursory introduction. It's its own set of rooms: the laundry area, an extra bathroom, a storage area, another storage area, and there's this one long, dark, narrow space, cold bricks and colder smells, where they've got decades worth of memories and objects that need sorting. It's going to positively gut the place.
It's not climate controlled at all, so there's a lot of stuff I'm going to toss out of the house, sight unseen, no questions asked. There's some stuff that's reasonably okay to keep down in the basement and away from people behind at least two closed doors, but the moment anything with a few spots gets moved, it's a health hazard. I'm not going to try to look up ways to remove a bit of a smell - if a book has spores, it's gone.
It's kind of weird to have a job so far removed from most human contact that also has me wearing a face mask every day. But not in a bad way. It's a bit like a horror/survival video game down there, if you look at it right, and a mask against environmental hazards fits that vibe.
Past the laundry area is a door to another room, which itself has a door to the furnace room, which is where the basement ends. I joked to the client giving me the tour that I'd played enough video games to know it could keep on going if we kept exploring, but I'd also played enough video games to know if we were going to try exploring, we needed to head back upstairs and go get the axe.
It's not climate controlled at all, so there's a lot of stuff I'm going to toss out of the house, sight unseen, no questions asked. There's some stuff that's reasonably okay to keep down in the basement and away from people behind at least two closed doors, but the moment anything with a few spots gets moved, it's a health hazard. I'm not going to try to look up ways to remove a bit of a smell - if a book has spores, it's gone.
It's kind of weird to have a job so far removed from most human contact that also has me wearing a face mask every day. But not in a bad way. It's a bit like a horror/survival video game down there, if you look at it right, and a mask against environmental hazards fits that vibe.
Past the laundry area is a door to another room, which itself has a door to the furnace room, which is where the basement ends. I joked to the client giving me the tour that I'd played enough video games to know it could keep on going if we kept exploring, but I'd also played enough video games to know if we were going to try exploring, we needed to head back upstairs and go get the axe.