I own property.
Sometime close to the end of the month, I start to get a strong anxiety. I take medication for this problem.
It's because I have to do the monthly chore of collecting the rent.
me> "Hey, yeah, it's the first, I know..."
me> "Yeah, it's me, no I didn't forget... yeah..."
me> "Yeah me too, tough times, yeah, but, you know, ..."
I work and pay taxes. Everyone of my tenants does not work. They are all on welfare, or OW, or disability, or whatever.
Getting them to pay me the rent is like pulling teeth.
them> "Oh I guess Jeff will just forget that it's time to pay the rent."
them> "Well I didn't go outside this month so I don't owe rent."
them> "He thinks I'm hot so I'll just play warcraft."
Well, so much for my generosity, once again I was seriously flicked to the tune of multiple thousands of dollars. I responded in kind, of course, with booze, boys, and drugs.
The first time it happened, a young lady, first time out of the nest, flushed her bloody (pun intended) tampons down the toilet. Also condoms.
The plumber took me aside, I had to take a day off work for this type of excavation,
plumber> "Hey, do you have a moment?"
me> "Does it look like I'm going anywhere?" (beer and pyjamas)
plumber> "Well, your blockage is because of condoms.
I took a look down into the hole where the boys were working. Murky water, dirt, gross shit floating around.
me> "Condoms?"
plumber> "Yeah you can't be flushing condoms, they're gonna get stuck on roots."
Here, he jumped into the hole and pulled up some roots.
plumber> "See? Condoms get stuck on this stuff."
me> "Great. Well, thanks. "
me> "I'm gonna get a drink, I'll be right back."
I had a bottle of CC, and called into work and said I wasn't gonna make it. Poured a glass full of CC, no ice, no Cola. Went back outside in the March snow:
me> "So... Who has to pay for this?"
plumber> blah blah blah
me> "Great. What about my Japanese maple?"
I could see they had dug up my Japanese maple and just tossed it.
plumbers> "Oh, we'll take care of that?" he said, from the hole.
me> "I got a gay Vietnamese boy who's gonna wake up in about an hour and wants, probably, to leave from the front door, what are you gonna do about him?"
plumbers> "What?"
me> "Vietnamese. Gay. about 100 pounds. No dirt."
Here the backhoe was engaged.
plumbers> "Yeah I'll take a double double."
me> "whatever."
-jM
A&D
Sometime close to the end of the month, I start to get a strong anxiety. I take medication for this problem.
It's because I have to do the monthly chore of collecting the rent.
me> "Hey, yeah, it's the first, I know..."
me> "Yeah, it's me, no I didn't forget... yeah..."
me> "Yeah me too, tough times, yeah, but, you know, ..."
I work and pay taxes. Everyone of my tenants does not work. They are all on welfare, or OW, or disability, or whatever.
Getting them to pay me the rent is like pulling teeth.
them> "Oh I guess Jeff will just forget that it's time to pay the rent."
them> "Well I didn't go outside this month so I don't owe rent."
them> "He thinks I'm hot so I'll just play warcraft."
Well, so much for my generosity, once again I was seriously flicked to the tune of multiple thousands of dollars. I responded in kind, of course, with booze, boys, and drugs.
The first time it happened, a young lady, first time out of the nest, flushed her bloody (pun intended) tampons down the toilet. Also condoms.
The plumber took me aside, I had to take a day off work for this type of excavation,
plumber> "Hey, do you have a moment?"
me> "Does it look like I'm going anywhere?" (beer and pyjamas)
plumber> "Well, your blockage is because of condoms.
I took a look down into the hole where the boys were working. Murky water, dirt, gross shit floating around.
me> "Condoms?"
plumber> "Yeah you can't be flushing condoms, they're gonna get stuck on roots."
Here, he jumped into the hole and pulled up some roots.
plumber> "See? Condoms get stuck on this stuff."
me> "Great. Well, thanks. "
me> "I'm gonna get a drink, I'll be right back."
I had a bottle of CC, and called into work and said I wasn't gonna make it. Poured a glass full of CC, no ice, no Cola. Went back outside in the March snow:
me> "So... Who has to pay for this?"
plumber> blah blah blah
me> "Great. What about my Japanese maple?"
I could see they had dug up my Japanese maple and just tossed it.
plumbers> "Oh, we'll take care of that?" he said, from the hole.
me> "I got a gay Vietnamese boy who's gonna wake up in about an hour and wants, probably, to leave from the front door, what are you gonna do about him?"
plumbers> "What?"
me> "Vietnamese. Gay. about 100 pounds. No dirt."
Here the backhoe was engaged.
plumbers> "Yeah I'll take a double double."
me> "whatever."
-jM
A&D