English: A Big Mac combo meal with French fries and Coca-Cola served at a McDonald’s in Louisvile, Kentucky. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
McDonald’s Restaurant with prominent kids’ playland, Panorama City, CA (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Well, I finally have cold and hot running water. I wonder how long it’s going to be before they mess with it again.
I went into the office, finally got the manager, and complained about my water not running. She told me that a pipe broke. I said to her why is that I’m the only one who has no water? Usually when the water goes off, all the tenants in the complex will go into the office and complain. Not a beep out of anybody.& No one seemed at all concerned about not having water. When I’ve lived in other complexes, all the tenants come out and complain about not having water. But as I wrote, not one beep out of one tenant.
The supposedly broken pipe is right behind my apartment. I know they were doing something to do it, but I don’t know what.
And another thing, there was a new group of people in the office again. It’s been less than a month and we’ve had another change in the staff. I asked the new manager what happened to the old staff. She told me there was an exchange of managers from one complex to another. I’ve never been in a complex like this. Changing managers so often seems strange, maybe the complex is getting new owners again.
I sure made a mistake moving into this place. The perps here are even worse than the perps where I used to live. This place is full of people with kids. The other place only had adults. The kids are vicious little devils. It’s like living in an insane asylum. Loud, loud music all the time. They constantly beep their horns. Their horns don’t sound like car horns, it’s more like the sound coming from a clown horn. They slam their doors ad nausea. Throw garbage in front of my door. Yesterday, some kids threw rocks at my door. Fun, fun all the time living here. Oh, and the maintenance man is always making holes in front of my door and painting the holes with latex paint.
Oh, I have to tell you what happened at one of the McDonald’s I go to. I went into McDonald’s, ordered my food and sat down. This McDonald’s has t.v. monitors. One of the employees went over to the monitor and turned it on. Nothing showed on the screen. The screen was fuzzy. I’m sitting, eating my burger, and I began to get zapped. I looked around, no one around me. I realized the zapping was coming from the monitor. I took out my little thingamajig and began hitting the screen. This lasted for about 15 minutes. The employee comes running over and turns off the monitor. I smiled. I knew I got them. As I was walking out of McDonald’s, I hear the manager say, “I’m sorry for what you guys had to suffer today. You were very brave to take the hits. Brave? Did they expect me to sit there and take their garbage? They started it and I ended. And they’re brave! They’ve probably been doing this to a lot of targets and getting away with it. They didn’t expect to come a target come in and hit them back. I’m telling you this because I know this might happen to you. So beware of monitors in McDonald’s, or anywhere else.
P.S. I turned on my hot water at 7 p.m. and no hot water. Again, there’s no hot water. It’s late so I can’t go to the office and complain about it. And I think the office is closed the weekend, so a whole weekend without hot water. The cold water is again coming out in dribs and drabs.
And the whole complex is dark. There are no lights on anywhere. The place has been very quiet all day and I haven’t seen anyone today. It’s really spooky. The whole place is usually really noisy. And the creepy guy next door guy comes out every time I go out. He just stands there and acts weird. I’m going to bed with a knife. If anything happens to me, I just want you to know. If I don’t write a blog tomorrow, please let someone know. I live in Las Vegas, on Taramus and University Avenue, off Maryland Parkway, apt. 208. The name of the Complex is 1550 Farenheit. Thank you all for being in my life.
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