I will eat you alive
The day I moved back to Pandora I found a note on my door from the roomies informing me that I had "recked" there home, they wanted my shit gone and were going to the landlord to have me removed.
What a welcome.
...remember a week ago when I said, I wont say it can't get any worse because it will? Yaaaa.
With working 13 hr shifts every day I wasn't able to confront the cunt until just a few days ago. I saw the boy (2nd roomie) immediately after reading the note and confronted him immediately since the note was signed with the names of all three roomies, one of whom had not yet moved in. The boy knew nothing of the matter as he'd been out of town all week. The third one is a non issue since he obviously had nothing to do with the matter - not having moved in yet and all. So that left it all in the hands of the child in my old room.
I confronted her as soon as I walked in since she was home. She seemed a little frightened and unsure of how to proceed so resorted to shaking voice and tears. When that had no effect on me she instantaneously switched to anger and blame gaining conviction in her right to project her stress over issues in her life onto me. That didn't fly. It was a brief discussion and I made it clear I had no respect for her, her inappropriate outbrust, misdirected tantrum or juvenile passive aggressive behaviour.
Since then she's been overly friendly, quick to say hello, offering me gifts of unspoken apology. She's young and it's her first time living away from home. She's filthy and untrained. I suppose she's used to behaving as a teenager to get her way or express herself. She works at Starbucks and parties in her spare time.
I don't much care if it's her attempt at apology to be so accommodating now. Her behaviour has earned her a place of eviction in my mind. I have no patience or forgiveness for someone of her stupidity. The note was hostile and threatening and she hadn't even met me. She wanted me evicted without having met me because she had an argument with O man before he moved out and felt she could vent that revenge against him at me. To me this means I should focus no small amount of effort discarding her from my home as the trailer trash she is. Yes, that's correct, she grew up in a trailer park. You may notice this by her inability to clean up after herself or wash her hands after using the washroom.*
I wish her ill. No, wait, I plot her ill. Yes, yes that's it.
*Note: Not all humans who have lived in Trailer Parks are of this ilk, however, those espousing the stereotypical traits in addition to this residential history get to be call by the derogatory term.
What a welcome.
...remember a week ago when I said, I wont say it can't get any worse because it will? Yaaaa.
With working 13 hr shifts every day I wasn't able to confront the cunt until just a few days ago. I saw the boy (2nd roomie) immediately after reading the note and confronted him immediately since the note was signed with the names of all three roomies, one of whom had not yet moved in. The boy knew nothing of the matter as he'd been out of town all week. The third one is a non issue since he obviously had nothing to do with the matter - not having moved in yet and all. So that left it all in the hands of the child in my old room.
I confronted her as soon as I walked in since she was home. She seemed a little frightened and unsure of how to proceed so resorted to shaking voice and tears. When that had no effect on me she instantaneously switched to anger and blame gaining conviction in her right to project her stress over issues in her life onto me. That didn't fly. It was a brief discussion and I made it clear I had no respect for her, her inappropriate outbrust, misdirected tantrum or juvenile passive aggressive behaviour.
Since then she's been overly friendly, quick to say hello, offering me gifts of unspoken apology. She's young and it's her first time living away from home. She's filthy and untrained. I suppose she's used to behaving as a teenager to get her way or express herself. She works at Starbucks and parties in her spare time.
I don't much care if it's her attempt at apology to be so accommodating now. Her behaviour has earned her a place of eviction in my mind. I have no patience or forgiveness for someone of her stupidity. The note was hostile and threatening and she hadn't even met me. She wanted me evicted without having met me because she had an argument with O man before he moved out and felt she could vent that revenge against him at me. To me this means I should focus no small amount of effort discarding her from my home as the trailer trash she is. Yes, that's correct, she grew up in a trailer park. You may notice this by her inability to clean up after herself or wash her hands after using the washroom.*
I wish her ill. No, wait, I plot her ill. Yes, yes that's it.
*Note: Not all humans who have lived in Trailer Parks are of this ilk, however, those espousing the stereotypical traits in addition to this residential history get to be call by the derogatory term.