My Phobia and a Stack of Papers:
My mom's a local politician in a small town here in the state, and when she got some power she offered me a job in one of those places that archive old documents, petitions and all this bureaucratic papertrail, i happily accepted as i wabted to work again and i saw as an opportunity to step up, not mention it would be money coming in..
Thing is, being a brazillian public servant is a total piece of shit, you might get the so called "stability", meaning you wont ever get fired over trivial stuff and will get benefits and a average to fat pension when you retire - but they've got no standards whatsoever, most are completely lazy and care about doing the least amount of working as possible, theyre usually dead end jobs with no pay-grade readjustment (which keeps the sods totally demotivated through their carreers) and if you really wanna put in some work, you will be pretty much punished by the system
. I knew all of this but still accepted because i needed money for future investments and having a disposable income is always nice.
What i didn't knew is that the warehouse itself was a shithole of the highest order. it was dirty, with mold and infiltrations, a very bad smell a completely fucked up bathroom that to this day still gives me nightmares and trash all over the place - the janitors didn't care, far as i knew they were just there to log time and pretend they were working, which suited the other workers just fine and made my initial work hours miserable.
I live on northeastern brazil, which like california only has two seasons : Hot and Very Hot, with the winter being rainy and not much else. we don't have autumn here - ive never seen the trademark autumn trees close up, much less a temperature lower than 22 degrees celsius on the region, and unless a new global cooling era comes about, i will never see the temperatures drop lower. We were on winter so it was hot and wet, raining all over inside the fucking building and making me feel something akin to despair.
The job conssisted in doing something i dreaded but was expecting - sitting on my ass all day in a ventilated, almost cozy room working in a subpar computer without proper internet connection, doing next to nothing, watching the time fly by. It was horrible and i could tell the rest of the guys there thought the same.
In my second day my nightmares about messed up places became real when my "boss" told me to head in the attic to pick some boxes full of old files because he needed them for something, It was raining hard that day but whatever, i went down the stairs and saw myself in a dark, damp, creepy room where i could just feel something wasn't right, i turned on the lights and what i saw made my wanna quit in the spot.
Motherfucker, my dick shrunk, my ass became smaller, my pupils dilated, my heart started racing - i saw a GODDAMNED HUGE TOAD BESIDES A COUNTER RIGHT NEAR THE BOXES I WAS SUPPOSED TO INSPECT, WITH HIS BACK TURNED TO ME. HUGE AS A FUCKING CEMENT BRICK, DOING TOAD NOISES, I HAVE A SEVERE PHOBIA OF FROGS AND TOADS AND I CAN BARELY SEE THEM IN STILL PICTURES MUCH LESS IN REAL LIFE
So i just doubled back and run away, ran away as fast as i could away from that shithole entirely, running under the heavy rain, i arrived where my mm was working just to tell her i was quitting right there and i wouldn't be back for more. She asked how did i got there so fast due to the distance between the places i didn't remember, such was my fear, i ran away as fast as i could and i didn't care.
I'm never working on shit like that again, screw BR lazy public servant's who let that place fall to ruin and death to that beast who was living there.
Days later i found out they had a rat, toad and snake infestation down that area, my mom told me in the most casual manner possible, i sighed in relief because i wasn't there anymore. i couldn't handle one toad, much less a goddamn gang of them, they actually found more of them hiding in a elementary public school in the storage room WHERE THEY KEPT THE FOOD! THERE WERE POISONOUS AMPHIBIANS HOPPING AROUND RIGHT NEXT TO THE STORED FOOD KIDS WERE SUPPOSED TO EAT!
I dunno man, sometimes i feel they do this shit on purpose.