More Apartment Shenanigans

Yeah, more bullshit. My boyfriend went to do the laundry, and the laundry room is right next to the office, so the manager saw him and grabbed him to talk to him. Yeah, about our dogs again, even though the building owner, Steve, has told us and the manager many times that they're OK and not to worry. Adrian was very calm and respectful and the manager, flipped out. She tried to get us to fill out forms and Adrian said, "No, Steve said our dogs are OK" and then she screamed, "I'm calling the Sheriff!!!!!!!!!!"

Adrian came back, then I went to put the clothes in the dryer, and sure enough I see the manager with a cop in her office. What, do we live in a fucking trailer park? Seriously, I see cop cars here every single week. She is just like Mr. Lahey from the movie Trailer Park Boys, I highly recommend it if you haven't seen it yet.


Mr Lahey and his sidekick (who funny enough, is just like the other manager but she's a girl too)
I went back to the apartment and 5 minutes later, I heard knocking so I answered. Hello cop and Mrs. Lahey. Of course, she bitches at me about how we have 3 dogs and we're only allowed one per bedroom, so one must go. I, like Adrian, was very calm and civilized, and I politely explained to her that Steve, the owner, said our dogs were OK and can stay. She then says, "Steve's not the owner of the building!" and also claimed that the previous manager said we didn't have dogs (even though he had came over a few times and petted them, and shit, I even signed the lease with him while I was holding the English Bulldog.) Sure, sure, Mrs. Lahey, and I have a "huge, aggressive pitbull." I swear she likes to stir up shit. The cop asked for Adrian's cell phone number and I gave it to him (Adrian wasn't home). The best part is the cop called later and said, "Don't worry about it, the manager's bat-shit crazy." We called the owner too, and sure enough, Steve is the owner, and said again, "Yes, everything's fine, don't do anything." Sweet. I hope the manager gets fired.

And speaking of cops, I got pulled over on 70 yesterday by one of these guys:



Woops. I pulled out my deaf card and waved that thing all over the place. I signed at him, "I'm deaf! Do you sign or have an interpreter?" and he was like oh shit, uh um um um um. I did the "write on paper" sign, and he said, "I don't have anything to write on." When he said that, I thought, "Oh good, maybe he doesn't have his ticket pad with him" hahaha. I produced a piece of paper and wrote down, "Can you get me a sign language interpreter?" He writes back, "I don't have access to one. You are going too fast."
Me - "I'm sorry, I was trying to get momentum to go up that hill, I drive a Focus"
HAHAHAHAHA. I know, total bullshit. I saw it on Ice Road Truckers.
Cop - "I understand, but you still need to go 65. This is just a warning."

And he left. HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pure dumb luck, that's what it is. I am SO glad I didn't get a ticket. And I'm glad for once that I drove the Focus and not the WRX... haha. That excuse wouldn't had worked in the WRX.