This is a weekly blog post that I'm calling Apartment Hell Life. I've mentioned a few times some of the crazy things that have gone on in and around my apartment complex and in my neighborhood in the past 27 years that I've lived here and people keep telling me I should write a book. But instead of a book, I've decided to share the crazy things that have happened in and around my apartment complex in the last 27 years here in a weekly blog post.
Life Update:
My daughter had to quit her job on Wednesday. It's right next door but she was shaky, out of breath, in pain and having a hard time breathing when she walked over there to let them know she was quitting so I had to hold her arm on the walk home because she was so unsteady on her feet. There's no way she can stand for a job even for 4 hours, part time right now. The doctor is talking about putting her on oxygen anytime she has to stand up because her blood pressure gets low when she stands up.
My shoulders are much better. My knee is still quite swollen but I'm sure in time I will be back to normal. (Not that I'm normal, in any way. 🤣)
I told you a few weeks ago that we had no address or building numbers on any of the buildings. Delivery drivers couldn't find where to deliver, first responders couldn't find people who were calling for help. So I emailed the manager and told her that. They put up temporary address numbers that blew away in the wind. But last week they finally put up new building numbers and address signs.
They even put apartment numbers with the building number next to each door! This should help a lot. Let's just hope the glue they used will hold during the hot, hot Summer temps.
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Tuesday evening the police were across the street, arrested a lady and put all of the stuff she had in her large purse into evidence bags.
I watched as they tested something, probably drugs and held the baggie up to her in the back of the squad car. I'm guessing she's going away for having drugs on her too. I couldn't see who it was in the back seat.
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Monday night I walk out to the path with Falcor that I always do. They were by the water boxes that I told you about last week. And there's 2 people smoking drugs out of a meth pipe. I just walk by and mind my business.
Later that night I go out there again and they are still out there. They're all friendly, "how you doing tonight" I said good, how are you?
He lifts the meth pipe and says, "better now" and laughs.
You can't make this stuff up. Smh
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On Wednesday a homeless lady with 2 Chihuahuas passed me on our walk. She looked at Falcor and tried to pick him up, called him Pepe. I told her not to pick my dog up and his name was Falcor.
Her: "Are you sure his name is Falcor and not Pepe. I lost my dog last week and he looks just like yours."
Me: "Yeah, I've had him for 12 years."
Her: "Are you sure you have?"
Me: "Yeah, and I have vet records to prove it."
She then tries to pet him again and he barks at her.
Me: "If he was Pepe, I think he wouldn't be trying to eat your face."
Her: "He was always like that."
She tries to pick him up again and I get closer and tell her to leave my dog alone. I pulled the leash behind me so she can't do it again and I'm standing right in her face.
Her: "If you promise to give him a good home, I'll let you have him."
Me: "Since you lost one of your dogs last week, I think you're an irresponsible pet owner and you should give me both of your other dogs. I'll give them a good home. How about that?"
Her: "You could have just said he's not Pepe. You don't have to be a Bitch about it."
Me: "I did."
Me: "I did."
She walked away.
I was getting ready to punch this woman in the face if she tried to take my dog. Don't try me. I'll put you in the trunk of a car and help the search party search for you. 🤣🤣🤪🤪
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Falcor needed to go out right before midnight on Wednesday. As we were standing outside 2 police cars pulled up, parked their vehicles in the middle of the street and ran into the apartment complex across the street.
They were running from courtyard to courtyard over there looking for someone. As I was getting back to my courtyard, I saw them come back out to their cars and talk for a moment and then they ran back into the apartment complex again. They were there for a while but after about 40 minutes of not seeing anything else happening, I went back to sleep. No idea what the outcome of this was.
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The high this week was 80F/26C
The low this week was 50F/10C
So that's it for this week's Apartment Hell Life! Be sure to come back next week for more.
Never a dull moment in your area Mary. Glad you stook up to that woman who wanted your Falcor. So sorry to read not such good new regarding your daughter. Say Hi, give her my love and wish her well. I'm pleased you too are improving.
ReplyDeleteThe nerve of that woman! You're right, she is an irresponsible pet owner.
ReplyDeleteVery sorry your daughter had to quit her job. The doctors better do something to help improve her quality of life.
What a shame for your daughter. She needs some medical help, certainly. What strange people there are around - fancy trying to take Falcor from you.
ReplyDeleteGee, I'm sorry your daughter is still having such a hard time. I hope they can do something about that.
ReplyDeleteThat homeless woman doesn't know her own dog very well if she would mistake Falcor for her dog. I know some dogs look similar, but not identical, surely.