And of course the story about Sammy and the not-maintenance guy was running through my head the entire time. This was an outside electrician, not one of our guys (most of whom I recognize) so I made him show me the parts and everything before I let him in, but he was kind of offended by that. I’m like, look, it’s 8:30 in the morning and I’m not expecting maintenance right now. I think you’re probably the person I expected yesterday, but I had no indication you’d be here now. The least you can do is give me some confirmation you’re not just a random dude with a toolbox trying to get in my door.
Remember that electrician who was supposed to come yesterday and fix our intercom? The one I got up early and cleaned up the apartment for? The one who was supposed to come between nine and noon, and for whom I was still waiting at 1:00?
Guess who showed up at 8:30 this morning while I was still in bed in my underwear. Guess who knocked so quietly that I wouldn’t even have woken up until they were keying in if Hobbes hadn’t gone berserk at the faintest hint of a knock.
Some days my hyper-anxious dog is a lifesaver. Of course, then he peed on the floor when I was taking Molly outside, and currently can’t keep himself calm, but at least the electrician didn’t see me in my altogether.
Upstairs neighbor is apparently very nice but her sex still sounds like the spin cycle on an unbalanced washing machine with added demonic howling. I can’t get away from it. I still wish I didn’t have to know.
Also, dear tumblr, it would be stellar if you could stop enabling anon messages without my involvement.
Anonymous asked: I really don't like you. You claim to be open-minded yet you only value things from your point of view.
I’m very sorry to hear that, Anon, but I can’t please everybody. The good news is, you don’t have to like me, and neither do you have to follow me or read anything I ever write. We live in the future! This is the internet! You don’t have to stick around; I won’t be offended.
As an aside, there are relatively few things I am so confident in my opinions of that I only entertain my own point of view, and if I’ve been stubborn about one of the ones I AM confident about, they’re the ones I care about enough to defend. We all have those things. I don’t need you to agree with me, but neither do I have to agree with you.
Does not know that streets can be paved with cheese. Has never felt consoled by sleeping ‘neath the same big sky.
It’s…a little rude to reblog people’s personal photos if you’ve never interacted with them, though. I’ve had an influx of complete stranger followers lately and I don’t know where they’re coming from but for pete’s sake, this is a 98% personal posts blog, the least you can do is introduce yourself. I’m not posting random shit I find on the internet, most of the time.
I mean, look, it’s tumblr, and sharing is part of the platform, I get it. But there’s an etiquette, and I feel like that’s a breach of it. If I knew you I wouldn’t care, but I don’t, so I kind of care.