While watching basketball with a friend, I was perusing craigslist gigs, which, let's be honest, is mostly just a collection of porn jobs. While wading through the modeling opportunities, an offer to poop on camera (hey, I can hide my face!), and a chance to become friends with Water and Ivy and play with them on their webcam, I found a wonderfully bizarre, non-porn listing. To unpack a kitchen.
Um... what?
Apparently, these people's unpackers hadn't shown up (that's a thing?), and they were in need of 2 people to help them unpack their kitchen, and maybe another room. So, I bugged my friend and he eventually caved. He looked at the area these people were located in, and said $35/hr. Each. I laughed and thought there was no way in hell people would pay $70/hr to have people unwrap things from boxes in their kitchen, but I sent the email. And BAM! about 20 minutes later, we were hired and were headed off to their house.
When we got there, my first thought was holy shit, followed by well, at least the last place I'm ever going to see is freaking AH-MAZE-ING (because, ya know, craigslist... possible death....). Seriously. This house was out of control ridiculous. We joined Paul, the man and cook of the house, in the kitchen, and spent just shy of 2 hrs unwrapping things from boxes and placing them on an island the size of my bed while he organized things. I think the best part was Paul's feelings about many of the things that we unwrapped. It was clear that Paul was a newly wed, and they were for the first time combining items in their kitchen in a real, meaningful way.
While unwrapping items, I was asked to put a few things in the sink. This gave me my first glimpse at the view, and holy.potatoes. I had to stop for a second to catch my breath. Amazing view of the Potomac. People actually get to look at this every day?! Bananas.
After we left, we grabbed some dinner because traffic back to my friend's place was awful. We guessed that the house cost about $10mil. Thanks to the wonderment that is zillow, we were about right.
We stood in the kitchen of a $10mil house and unwrapped items from boxes. There was an indoor pool on the floor below us (which isn't the bottom floor of the house). OH.EM.GEE.
It was nice to see how the 1% lives... if even for a few minutes.
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