how the day ended

i’m actually going to write about something that happened today, instead of what is already typed, which is silly.

gaboon viper
fifth deadliest in the world
death in fifteen minutes

the only time, i will ever mention that animal. i really don’t like commercials.and this was the news & they want to scare you , because he is running around loose, after shedding his skin. i was watching person of interest. it only took a few minutes, for me to realize, there was no sound on cbs myrtle beach , so i had been watching , a station i never watch, because every ten minutes there’s a commercial for an attorney. six attorneys,in charleston, who i knew & they have been playing the same commercials since 1989.
so mr. s is running around & the anectdote , i mean nearest antidote is 2 hours away, so why doesn’t someone drive it to mt. pleasant, honestly.

but this is how the day began.i found 2 more reasons to add to the page before this:

9:30 am beep beep , the fire alarm

walk into the hall & bliip bliip , it’s raining inside again.and let me tell you fred astaire is not singing.

3:26 two realtors ask if they can come over at 3:30 so i can sign documents, contract…if i had a nickel for every contract i’ve signed since 2007, i would be a millionaire.when they saw the rain, & hear me coughing, they said we’ve got to get you out of here.i know, but it was so nice to hear someone else say that.

And the roof next door is brand new, so no one will ever be singing in the rain.

i already know what will wake me tomorrow.i went to make sure no one sprayed anything at the other condo . have not been outside in 5 months & on the third trip back , a late breaking bulletin says tomorrow they will be spraying pesticide , in every single condo, even though i was told to write a 3 page letter for the board & my realtors typed an addendum or possibly mark geragos & i will be leaving here forever ,if … i really could use that Viper.

i should be sleeping. i should be packing. i should be putting their kitchen back together.should be getting ready for passover, or my birthday ,or something that happens every april 15th, or a hundred other things. i don’t move after april 3rd. it’s a rule ,after the many times ,in 14 years, i made up for a good reason.

but mr. asp was not the end . someone is smoking & unbelieveably the wind is blowing smoke onto the balcony, day 6, 1;30 am you breathe molded plaster or smoke,
unless you have good sense & just go in the bedroom ,where salt water oxygen blows through the window .

bad bad water

i need alcohol

OCD isopropyl

not the kind you drink.

every time you leave

literally ceiling falls

pouring water drops.
someone sprays lysol

flying straight into condo

breathlessly choking.
don’t exaggerate

crazies running on ceiling

who said it would fall.
last tide ceiling fell

springing eleven fountains

toxic black nightmares.

“pennies from heaven”

“dark when you left me

umbrella is upside down

every time it rains”.

aggravating hotel tales

you stand at the front desk ten minutes. there is no sign of life. uncle joe must be sleeping. some guest comes up and bangs the bell .well you should have known, she was just sitting there behind the corner,because that what she does.this man thinks it’s alright to get in front of you and she knew very well you were standing there  rattling faxes, that needed to be sent. she goes right to the man , when you were first .she has done it before. she never apologizes. everyone else stands at the desk and asks guests how they are ….do they need anything… how’s your day. whenever i go down there and no one is there ,it’s always her, so i normally just turn around and go back upstairs, but it was a fax emergency. she did the same exact thing in january. someone walked in and banged the bell…i rang it 15 minutes before and nothing happened…20 minutes and she slowly comes out of the closet and goes to that person, again she knew i was first, because i had just given her a fax 20 minutes earlier and she just left and never came back…well that guest was polite and told her, she has been here a long time. never does she apologize. tomorrow, we are going to have a little talk.

last week , i had 2 faxes and i said i have two faxes.she sent one and asked me if i was waiting for the, i was waiting for the moon to change. everyone else smiles and says your confirmation will be right out.. sometimes if you have 4 pages. the machine will say it sent only 2 pages. they stick together and have to be hand fed.then your attorney is annoyed, she only received two pages. i give her one page faxes and she turns into dr jekly. so, i hand her the next fax and she says ” Another onE”.if the manager heard her he would gasp.

three weeks ago, i ran out of the room ,down there , because my throat started burning.the manager promised to tell the maids no bleach in whatever language they each speak. this is the second time,i had an asthma attack and burning throat all  day and night…she was new and i believed he would do, what he said, and she asked me in english and i pointed and told her twice…she said are you sick.. i said allergies… then my throat started burning and i realized , no, no..please stop….she said ” it’s just a little bit”…bleach everywhere…i run downstairs and guess who is at the front desk.. well you could die before she helps you…..the manager in the other room, could hear me trying to breathe…please make her stop.. he sent someone who spoke her language , but it was too late 10 minutes earlier.

six months ago, the same thing happened and i had many  nice conversations with that maid. they still laugh at me and say she didn’t speak english, but she did speak english with me. i am sure she was speaking english and i know i was, also…