Ding dong ding dong, it is 830 and a mysterious message comes over the loud speaker in a language that I can not understand. Spring out of bed to find out where this noise is coming from. Whew, no one is in my apartment.
Bang bang bang, 10am, two men are at the door, and knocking on other doors as we speak. One man is carrying a strange canister, the other is the old man security dude from the front,luckily this is the one that can sort of speak English. They want to come in, what? So buddy comes in with the strange can and starts spraying. It stinks immediately in many ways; [whenever they come to 'fix' things they leave a huge mess and black foots prints everywhere]. The shoes prints are being laid, but thankfully he put on my slippers to meander through the rest of my apartment, spraying said substance.
Finally it is over, but now what. In broken and simple words we try to communicate. Spray for bugs, 30 minutes wash, 30 minutes bye bye. So effectively they have kicked me out of my house. Okay, guess it is a good time to go for a walk...
3 comments:
Keep smiling, Mandy! Just think of the book you'll be able to write when you return to Canada ... By the way, Melanie is reading and re-reading the Twilight series - keeping in mind she is fourteen.
Love, Liz
I realize that the age of those books is teens. I read it to literally. I still hope that parents are giving there children oodles of information.
I'm curious to know what you think of Lovely Bones... it's a book I'll never forget.
m-i-l
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