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8 o'clock and I"m already exhausted. I've been running rampant all day. Monday was easy, today was payback. Tons of RMA and BOC cabinets waiting for me at work. I put in 10 hours and I shall do so again tomorrow. But I've got another story to tell.
So I woke up this morning, got my shower, got dressed, grabbed my gear and headed out the door. I didn't say anythin gon the way to work to Donnell, just played the radio and tried to get things off my mind.
Apparently he took my silence as my being angry at something. Something specific that I missed at home. Once at work he told me about it and I just stared at him, "I had no idea. That little prick."
Phil posted a note on the fridge stating something ignorant like this:
* NOTICE *
Effective 1-17-09
All roommates must give 30 days notice before moving out or they face a 200 dollar fine plus any unpaid rent due blahblahblahblahI'm a stupid bitch
Anyway, hearing about this set me ablaze. How dare he not even have the courage to talk to me personally, but instead goes around putting up a cowardly sign. He even put a spot at the bottom for us to sign. I came home on lunch and I had a nice little confrontation with him.
I simply pulled the note off the fridge and held it up to him, "I'm not paying this and I'm moving out friday." And walked out of the room. He followed me into my room uninvited, a space I still rent, and I think I looked like I was about to hit him because he put up his hands and finally I just took control of the situation.
I told him he wasn't getting anything out of me as long as he was going to be a lanky little prick. I reminded him about the crazy lady staying upstairs on the couch, her countless guys in and out of the damn house (And I always see them at 6 in the morning out of the fkin blue sitting on my couch looking at me like 'who the hell is this?'). Also the kids, dogs, and drunken stupors he comes home in. Nope, I don't think so.
I hate to say this but guys like this are easy to control. Women maniuplate them easily and I know it was Jamie who pushed him to put up the notice. Donnell didn't say a word about me moving out to him. So obviously it was her. Fortunately I have the antidote to that charm potion. Any man will think twice before they get into a fight, any normal person anyway.
I simply told him exactly what i was going to do and if he thought of stopping me he better try it right then and there because he wasn't going to get a chance later. I was fired up. I haven't been this mad in a long time. Since that party at my house where he was a royal prick.
Anyway, friday evening it all ends and I get to be back in Collinsville, the land of wonderfulness and unicorns. Fuck Overland, this place is purgatory.
I can't say I'm going to miss it. I feel sorry for Donnell, since I"m about the only semi-sane person here. And they're going to fkin miss me because I'm getting badass at my stir fry art.
Itallian and mexican are next on my list of things to master after I've done most oriental foods. MWAHAHAHAHA!
Okay that's about all for now.
So I woke up this morning, got my shower, got dressed, grabbed my gear and headed out the door. I didn't say anythin gon the way to work to Donnell, just played the radio and tried to get things off my mind.
Apparently he took my silence as my being angry at something. Something specific that I missed at home. Once at work he told me about it and I just stared at him, "I had no idea. That little prick."
Phil posted a note on the fridge stating something ignorant like this:
* NOTICE *
Effective 1-17-09
All roommates must give 30 days notice before moving out or they face a 200 dollar fine plus any unpaid rent due blahblahblahblahI'm a stupid bitch
Anyway, hearing about this set me ablaze. How dare he not even have the courage to talk to me personally, but instead goes around putting up a cowardly sign. He even put a spot at the bottom for us to sign. I came home on lunch and I had a nice little confrontation with him.
I simply pulled the note off the fridge and held it up to him, "I'm not paying this and I'm moving out friday." And walked out of the room. He followed me into my room uninvited, a space I still rent, and I think I looked like I was about to hit him because he put up his hands and finally I just took control of the situation.
I told him he wasn't getting anything out of me as long as he was going to be a lanky little prick. I reminded him about the crazy lady staying upstairs on the couch, her countless guys in and out of the damn house (And I always see them at 6 in the morning out of the fkin blue sitting on my couch looking at me like 'who the hell is this?'). Also the kids, dogs, and drunken stupors he comes home in. Nope, I don't think so.
I hate to say this but guys like this are easy to control. Women maniuplate them easily and I know it was Jamie who pushed him to put up the notice. Donnell didn't say a word about me moving out to him. So obviously it was her. Fortunately I have the antidote to that charm potion. Any man will think twice before they get into a fight, any normal person anyway.
I simply told him exactly what i was going to do and if he thought of stopping me he better try it right then and there because he wasn't going to get a chance later. I was fired up. I haven't been this mad in a long time. Since that party at my house where he was a royal prick.
Anyway, friday evening it all ends and I get to be back in Collinsville, the land of wonderfulness and unicorns. Fuck Overland, this place is purgatory.
I can't say I'm going to miss it. I feel sorry for Donnell, since I"m about the only semi-sane person here. And they're going to fkin miss me because I'm getting badass at my stir fry art.
Itallian and mexican are next on my list of things to master after I've done most oriental foods. MWAHAHAHAHA!
Okay that's about all for now.