This has been a bizarre week, and I can’t wait for the weekend.
One of the tenants in the low-rent building attacked me verbally yesterday evening. Long story short, it’s quite possible he will be asked to leave. In the meantime, I’m avoiding him like the plague.
Was he justified? Hell, no. He’s ignorant and uneducated and is used to screaming for what he wants. I’m just not used to dealing with people like this. Yeah, I’m spoiled. I’ve surrounded myself with smart, classy, friends who know how to disagree without resorting to yelling. It’s called being civilized. This guy needs to learn how to do that.
Well, enough about that. On to something much more interesting: MEN.
There. I feel much better now.
May that jerk come home to find all of his glad rags on the street.
I’ve spoken with my boss about it again. He agrees with me: this guy and his woman need to go. We are examining the situation from all sides and making decisions. In the meantime, I’m careful when I go over there, and my boss agrees neither of us should go alone for a while. I’m thinking of investing in pepper spray.
That’s scary. Please stay safe.
They’re being evicted tomorrow evening, or at least that’s the plan. The building owner arranged to have a process server visit them with papers, after which, they have to vacate within 24 hours.
Hallelujah. Call the cops, if you have to.