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I swear! I am going to hurt that fucking bastard! I'm just glad that today has not been overly hot, as he's spent so much time on his balcony smoking that I cannot open my door. I am so angry!! I also have a headache and a chesty sounding cough. I hate the smell of cigarette smoke!! Dirty, nasty habit. Stupid fuckwit.
The funny thing about it though is he now goes to the same gym as me. He was on the treadmill on Friday arvo when I got there to warm up for training. He's looked at me and made the machine go faster. He lasted about thirty seconds before he had to turn it off and start coughing like he was going to pass out. It really was all I could do not to laugh. Then when I got home from training the pathetic fucker was out on the balcony - you guessed it. Smoking!
The other slightly off colour thing about him though is the way he's taken to trying to look down my shirt on the odd occassions he passes me on the stairs. And it's so blatantly obvious because he gets this lear on his face. I'm starting to think I should ring my landlady again. Mention to her what's happening. At the same time, I don't want to look like I'm trying to cause trouble. Only that the amount I pay in rent here is so good, I'd start looking elsewhere. Like, let's say, the middle of know where.
Sorry. Rant over. Oh and look. The pissed off mood gives me Rodney with a gun. That makes it a little bit better.
The funny thing about it though is he now goes to the same gym as me. He was on the treadmill on Friday arvo when I got there to warm up for training. He's looked at me and made the machine go faster. He lasted about thirty seconds before he had to turn it off and start coughing like he was going to pass out. It really was all I could do not to laugh. Then when I got home from training the pathetic fucker was out on the balcony - you guessed it. Smoking!
The other slightly off colour thing about him though is the way he's taken to trying to look down my shirt on the odd occassions he passes me on the stairs. And it's so blatantly obvious because he gets this lear on his face. I'm starting to think I should ring my landlady again. Mention to her what's happening. At the same time, I don't want to look like I'm trying to cause trouble. Only that the amount I pay in rent here is so good, I'd start looking elsewhere. Like, let's say, the middle of know where.
Sorry. Rant over. Oh and look. The pissed off mood gives me Rodney with a gun. That makes it a little bit better.