Da Goddess

I Just Want To Be "The Husband"

I'm so going to jail.

And, I'm going on record as saying I don't wanna be anybody's "wife", okay?

The landlord just called.

Again.

I'm never going to get any sleep. Not with visions of little Italian bastard twerps dancing in my head.

I think that's a good thing to remember for my defense.

Sleep deprivation.

He says he's just feeling up out the market and seeing if people are truly interested in buying the place. And, he wants to get us that new dishwasher. And fix the shower.

He also says he'll give us plenty of notice if the place sells.

"I give you sixty days if you want. Ninety days. I even give you six months notice if you want. I won't make you sorry for renting from me."

We already are, you little twerp. We already are.

"I give you $1,000 bonus for the inconvenience too. I put it in writing if I have to."

You have to. Definitely have to.

Did I mention that my brother-in-law knows him and says he's a cheap bastard?

Did I mention I've had no sleep? And I work all weekend? And I'm a little more than a little pissed off?

Sleep deprivation's just cause, isn't it?

Posted by DaGoddess at January 9, 2004 02:15 PM