The story that accompanied this headline is not nearly as entertaining as the headline itself. Or maybe it's just me. I've been saying Magic Monkey Number (with an accent, 'cause it's funnier) all day long.
So, yeah, the Frau thing is gross, but I think y'all are more disgusted than I was. I kind of shook my head and said, "oh that Frau." I guess she finally broke me. Jennifer, Gladys Kravitz's daughter, told me that Frau used her key and walked into their apartment without knocking one day, and when they confronted her she said, "I didn't think you were home, " as if that justified her actions. She had come to fix something "because I have time now." She didn't bother to call ahead of time. I've taken to leaving my, um, toys laying about and locking my bedroom door, just in case. I probably won't confront her, as Uccellina suggested--which, btw, I read as comfort and I was all, "why does she need comforting?"--because it's like talking to a wall. Remember the time she used my towels to mop up the leak and then left them in the tub? I gave her hell for that and she felt completely justified because "I needed something to mop up the water." No amount of telling her it was wrong changed her mind, and in fact, she went on to complain to all the other neighbors that I was a bitch for complaining. Same thing went she accused me of not paying my rent. No matter how many times I told her "the check is in the mailbox...just reach down inside," she insisted I hadn't paid and needed to pay a late fee. When she found the check in the box, she never apologized or anything. I could report her. I could make a stink. I could do a lot of things but I'm just don't have the energy to deal with her.
So, I've come to see Frau and the tribulations I encounter as just something I must patiently wait out until I can move, which I WILL be doing this year because I cannot stay here any longer. Wheels are turning, plans are in motion, moves will be made.
Golly, then what will I have to talk about? I'll lose have my readers if there are no Frau stories.
So, yeah, the Frau thing is gross, but I think y'all are more disgusted than I was. I kind of shook my head and said, "oh that Frau." I guess she finally broke me. Jennifer, Gladys Kravitz's daughter, told me that Frau used her key and walked into their apartment without knocking one day, and when they confronted her she said, "I didn't think you were home, " as if that justified her actions. She had come to fix something "because I have time now." She didn't bother to call ahead of time. I've taken to leaving my, um, toys laying about and locking my bedroom door, just in case. I probably won't confront her, as Uccellina suggested--which, btw, I read as comfort and I was all, "why does she need comforting?"--because it's like talking to a wall. Remember the time she used my towels to mop up the leak and then left them in the tub? I gave her hell for that and she felt completely justified because "I needed something to mop up the water." No amount of telling her it was wrong changed her mind, and in fact, she went on to complain to all the other neighbors that I was a bitch for complaining. Same thing went she accused me of not paying my rent. No matter how many times I told her "the check is in the mailbox...just reach down inside," she insisted I hadn't paid and needed to pay a late fee. When she found the check in the box, she never apologized or anything. I could report her. I could make a stink. I could do a lot of things but I'm just don't have the energy to deal with her.
So, I've come to see Frau and the tribulations I encounter as just something I must patiently wait out until I can move, which I WILL be doing this year because I cannot stay here any longer. Wheels are turning, plans are in motion, moves will be made.
Golly, then what will I have to talk about? I'll lose have my readers if there are no Frau stories.
3 comments:
You're life will always be entertaining; of that I have no doubt. Which reminds me - we haven't heard about your "lady's room" friends lately, have we?!
The Frau must be banished from your life. I can't wait to hear all about your movin' escapades!
creepy old frau
you have got to get out of there
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