I went to this house in the run down part of town to do an emergency service. Â It seemed like the tenants have issues with their rental home. Â All five of them sat outside the house with luggage bags in tow when I showed up. Â Unfortunately none of them spoke English fluently. Â In broken sentences and hand signals, I gather that they were just in the middle of moving in when they noticed that all is not well. Â The husband who had been quiet all this time suddenly burst out and said, â€œThe roaches built that!â€ pointing to the house. Â So I proceeded to do the service and was just sort of shocked when I had done the first socket. Â There were hundreds of little hair-like feelers waving back at me. Â Not even wall plates to cover the plugs. Â I was thinking this would be an easy job. Â Gross as it was; I kept on going and dusted every outlet. Â After I was done inside, I proceeded to spray the exterior of the house. As I rounded the bend that leads to the back, I noticed a shoe sized hole near the foundation. Â I immediately sprayed it thinking this would be a good hiding spot. Â I started hearing screaming coming from the people inside and turned my head to see what all the commotion was. Â However, I wasnâ€™t able to find that out because of the sudden rush of cockroaches that came pouring out of the hole. Â Iâ€™m not kidding when I say the roaches came out like a wave of Black Death and covered the entire patio and back wall. Â These things were even crawling over the doors and patio furniture. Â The more I sprayed, the more the roaches came, and for each that was dying, there were twenty more flushing out of the hole. Â I soon found out the interior was no better. Â By the time I finished the service, the tenants had left, but the office had called me with a message from the landlord. He lost the renters but will keep our service. Â Seems like the last tenants were complaining about roaches too!
By: Oliver Gomez
Las Vegas, NV