Adventures of a Notary Signing Agent...
Previously posted elsewhere by "A Quick Note"
OK, so I arrive at a very modest, older (vintage 1950's) house after dark and the house is dimly lit. I remember I'd just gotten a new prescription for my glasses and my eyes were adjusting to them... Anyways, the lady invites me in and into her living room where we apparently will sign on a coffee table-I refer to this type of signing as a "back-breaker". Again, the room was dimly lit and a light in the corner of the room was just enough to read and see the documents by. We begin signing and I notice that I keep catching something in my peripheral vision as "moving".... Yet, when I turn and look nothing moves.
So we continue like this while she signs...every few moments I turn, because I keep getting that sensation of movement. When the borrower catches me doing this for a second time I blurt out "New glasses....they're playing with my sight"....."Oh," she says, "let me turn on some more light". She turns on another, far brighter light across the room and suddenly, it becomes apparent what all the movement was. The dark colored carpeting which was, in reality a light colored carpeting that was very dirty and dingy was strewn with cockroaches larger than a mans big toe and they were slowly crawling all around the room. If I were a woman I'd have screamed-and as a man, believe me, I was screaming 'on the inside'. Instead of actually screaming, I rushed the rest of the signing for the woman-who seemed oblivious to the motion. Then, I went home to grab a shower and burn my clothing.
"A Quick Note"