There are SO many other things happening at the Asylum right now that I wouldn't know where to start so here's a little bit of Saturday.
I parked up in the front of the building because I was going to load up some boxes to take to storage. I've done this, unfortunately, many times in the 2 months we've lived in this hell hole.
I walk in to get the cart and a lady asks me if I live there, and I said yes. She told me "You're not supposed to park there." I said "uh...I'm just going to load up some stuff."
"It doesn't matter. Alma says unless you're handicapped you're not supposed to park there. She says you have to park somewhere else. I got yelled at for it by Alma so I thought I'd tell you."
Instead of saying, "Well is Alma here right now?" I just said thanks.
Aaand since I don't care what arbitrary rules they have in place I went to my room, got my boxes on the cart and brought them back down to put in my car. Like I always do.
And do you know who was parked there in the place you're not supposed to park unless you're handicapped? Alma.
I don't even get a hello from the woman (because we're not allowed to speak to anyone who works at the building and they're not to speak to us....plus, rude) so I also did not get "yelled at" because that would have been absurd. Just like everything else that happens at the Asylum.
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On my way up Sad Santa was asking for 4 quarters. I didn't have any on me but since I could actually understand what he was asking for I told him I'd be right back down and I'd see if I had any.
I did but I need them for laundry. I grabbed some of my less useful change instead to give him. I can guarantee it was going in to the vending machines so it didn't really matter if it was quarters, unless he was going to do laundry....which I find unlikely.
It wasn't until I gave him the little bit of change that I realized he was asking to change a $1 coin for quarters. He tried to give me the coin but I told him to keep it since I don't need it and I wasn't sure I'd even given him a full dollars worth of change. I was pretty sure it was enough for a soda at least.
As I was walking out, a guy with a dog (who I'd seen walk away from Sad Santa in the parking lot and throw his hands up) was shaking his head saying "He always gets ya, that guy!"
Well he hadn't got me yet but at least this one time he wasn't asking for anything but an exchange.
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I also saw the angry kid and his angry mom from downstairs come out with their not at all angry dog that we hear get kicked on occasion. The dog looked untrained but healthy and happy so at least there's that.
I parked up in the front of the building because I was going to load up some boxes to take to storage. I've done this, unfortunately, many times in the 2 months we've lived in this hell hole.
I walk in to get the cart and a lady asks me if I live there, and I said yes. She told me "You're not supposed to park there." I said "uh...I'm just going to load up some stuff."
"It doesn't matter. Alma says unless you're handicapped you're not supposed to park there. She says you have to park somewhere else. I got yelled at for it by Alma so I thought I'd tell you."
Instead of saying, "Well is Alma here right now?" I just said thanks.
Aaand since I don't care what arbitrary rules they have in place I went to my room, got my boxes on the cart and brought them back down to put in my car. Like I always do.
And do you know who was parked there in the place you're not supposed to park unless you're handicapped? Alma.
I don't even get a hello from the woman (because we're not allowed to speak to anyone who works at the building and they're not to speak to us....plus, rude) so I also did not get "yelled at" because that would have been absurd. Just like everything else that happens at the Asylum.
*****
On my way up Sad Santa was asking for 4 quarters. I didn't have any on me but since I could actually understand what he was asking for I told him I'd be right back down and I'd see if I had any.
I did but I need them for laundry. I grabbed some of my less useful change instead to give him. I can guarantee it was going in to the vending machines so it didn't really matter if it was quarters, unless he was going to do laundry....which I find unlikely.
It wasn't until I gave him the little bit of change that I realized he was asking to change a $1 coin for quarters. He tried to give me the coin but I told him to keep it since I don't need it and I wasn't sure I'd even given him a full dollars worth of change. I was pretty sure it was enough for a soda at least.
As I was walking out, a guy with a dog (who I'd seen walk away from Sad Santa in the parking lot and throw his hands up) was shaking his head saying "He always gets ya, that guy!"
Well he hadn't got me yet but at least this one time he wasn't asking for anything but an exchange.
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I also saw the angry kid and his angry mom from downstairs come out with their not at all angry dog that we hear get kicked on occasion. The dog looked untrained but healthy and happy so at least there's that.
