blazing, steamy hot ass apartment. I looked, and the key word here is
'looked'. I looked forwatd to jumoping in the shower, washing the sweat
from the 8 minute walk from work off. The, with only my towel wrapped
around me, and still half way dried off, turn on my fan, turn on tv,
turn on dvd, and last episode 8 of the final season of lost. But
nooooooo, 15 minutes into the show, the tv flickered off, and then back
on in less than a second. Oh shit, this isn't a good sign.
I marked it off as a power surge cause its hot, but into the 9 episode,
the tv flick again..off, and STAYED THAT FUCKIN' WAY!!! WHAT THE FLYING
FUCK is going on? I wasn't going downstairs to talk to the owner of the
house about this shit, not my responsibility, nope its not. My house
mate, she did. The son came upstairs, looked at the breaker box, and
told us, he has to get the tools will be out of power for an hour. But
he did come back in 20 minutes, worked for 45 minutes and the lights
came back on. No sooner than my house mate's aunt was sweeping up the
mess, the FUCKIN' LIGHTS GOES OUT AGAIN. Double fuck.
He has been working on it now for an hour and now he is off to some God
dmaned store for parts. See, I know what's going on. Whwen I walked into
the house, I could here the fuckers downstairs in the basement, power
saws, drills, whatever the fuck they had going, was going full blaze.
So, when I went upstairs, I had a strange feeling some dumb shit was
going down, and it sis. My house mate showed me the power bill. It went
from 60 to 90 to 150 dollars a month. Some one is draining our power and
using it dor themselves. The sneaky bastards !!
She, my housemnate wants me to talk with the owner, nope, not gonna do
it. Like I said, no me problemo. All I know is that I have a hand
cranked radio, a full charge in both my laptops, internet on my
Sidekick...guess I will be calling it an early night. Tonight, I guess I
will be showering in the dark.
I hate shit like this...for real.
--michaelchappell
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