If he didn't live far away from anything to do.
Seriously, the only thing you can do is go to Blockbuster, Radio Shack, Sears, and Shaws.
He lives on a small highway (not to be confused with a freeway).
Anyways, I unexpectedly dropped by and uexpectly slept over. My mom had to pick up a package at a UPS Store and the delivery was coming in an hour... I fell asleep... and she didn't want to go home. So she brings us to my friend's house and n hour later, I reluctantly decide to stay.
Half-hour later, I find out that I have the only keys to the apartment.
And her only cell phone belonged to the company she was fired from and had to return.
No way of contacting her, and I'm left to boredom and a computer slower than a turtle frozen in a stream.
Now, to understand what happens next, read this entry.
Guess who happens to be there for her when she can't get in?
Yep! The lady from that entry!
My mother stood in the lobby entrance for five minutes just waiting.
The lady comes through the side door and walks to the lobby entrnce to get her mail. The instant my mom saw her face she thought, "Ah (dang)."
The lady opens the door and as it slowly starts closing, and madre holds it before it closes.
"Excuse me, but you can't go in."
"Lady, I live here."
"If you live here, where's your key-card?"
"Its with my son. He's sleeping right now and I can't reach him."
NOTE: So she lied... shorter than telling her the real story.
"What apartment?"
"122. I have the key to te apartment right here," my mom answers showing the key.
NOTE: Seriously, does that question even matter? Like she knows everyone that lives here...
"Do you know how many incidents there have been because of people breaking in since I've moved here? How old is your son?"
NOTE: When she moved here, this must'e been her neighbor.
"He's a teenager. You know how hard it is to wake them up when they sleep."
NOTE: This is true. You could ring the phone six tims before I'm annoyed enough to get up, first brush my teeth to get the taste of dry spit out of my mouth, then look at the caller-ID to find the next victim of my rant and anger as to why they are awakening me from my slumber. (<- Big words make me feel more educated then the grades tell )
"Why can't he open it for you?"
"I'm gonna find out right now."
And mom walked through the door, she kept yelling, and my mom walked causally up to her apartment.
I'm gonna cuss this woman out next time around...
~AA
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