Monday, July 12, 2004

I'd better hide that other beer.

I went out to the store to pick up a few things. When I came back I could hear laughing and hollering as I made my way up the stairs. I recognized Louise's voice and figured that she'd left her front door opened. I was surprised when I got to the landing to see that it wasn't Louise's door that was opened but it was mine. Sure enough Louise was in my apartment. I don't believe this. I asked her why and she said that Sam was just checking to make sure that my water was on. She said that the super always has a spare key. Sam stepped out of the bathroom and he is a big man that looks around the age of Louise but that's her son so he just must have aged badly. His hair is greasy and he's missing a couple of his front teeth. The assortment that are left are kind of strange, big and yellow. When he looked at me he had a strange look in his eyes, I think he's in love. Sorry Sam, I don't think so. Anyway, he was holding a Japanese beer in his fat hand. That's amazing I just bought two bottles of that same beer last evening. Guess what? It was mine. After I finally got the two of them out I checked the fridge and sure enough there was one missing. What am I going to do with these two? I may have to get the lock changed. Why me?
Anyway, I'm going to take a nice long shower and and change into something really cute and head over to Park Slope. It's a beautiful neighborhood and just a short walk from here. I want to get to know my new neighborhood. I hope the gruesome twosome aren't here when I get back. Ahh, that's not nice. I still hope that there not here. I'd better hide that other beer.


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