The whale is officially out as of today, and the landlord has contacted us about helping deal with this situation.
So it looks like we’re not officially crazy cat people
…There’s a message to your movements
That really gets my goat…
It seems as though I cannot escape weird and/or fat people. Take, for example, the Green Giant, ANT, or the infamous cubemate. Or the un-mentioned FLAM (Fat Lesbian Above Me). Somehow, like a moth to a flame, I find myself in situations where there are large-and-in-charge people causing plenty of drama.
Which brings me to my gut feeling: There’s another, new fat ass in my life. And she’s closer than ever before – she’s my neighbor.
As it turns out, our neighbor has been telling our landlord that the mountains of cat shit piling up outside her window, on the opposite side of the building from us (e.g. out her bedroom window), is our doing. As is the child’s bicycle that’s always in the hallway, blocking access to the apartment building. Because, you know, she’s the one who was teen pregnant and now has a pre-tween crotchfruit being neglected. At least the landlord never saw the blood all over the stairwell she left there for a few months, because we probably would have been blamed for that too since we’re the ones who eventually cleaned it up.
As if that wasn’t enough, she then asked my fiance for money 2 weeks ago, to the day, and has yet to pay us back. Instead, we get some sob story about how she was one teen pregnant and now she’s not.
So, in the mean time, I will stay vigilant. She will develop a nickname, and I will run it into the ground with ninjapix and witty comments. And I will post them here, as they happen, because everyone needs a bit more fat drama in their lives.
ANT
Fattie Eating a Popsicle for Breakfast
The Green Giant
The Infamous Cubemate
