Remember the pee-pee smell of my carpets and me accusing the previous tenant of owning a dog and not telling anyone he did? Well, my apartment complex insists that the previous resident insists he didn’t have a dog. So, I really wanted to say: So what you’re saying is the previous resident himself peed on the carpets, because I certainly didn’t do it.
But anyway, that’s beside the point. So… the previous resident claimed he didn’t have a dog. Well, that previous resident really should have had his mail forwarded. I checked my mailbox for the first time today. The box was so crowded with mail I could barely get it all out, and only three letters were for me. The rest were for Ryan Dugan. Let’s see, I got bank statements, credit statements, investigative reports… and oh, a reminder that his precious dog is overdue for his rabies shot, please bring him to the clinic soon. Thanks. Busted!
I think I’m going to take that to management and see if they’ll discount my rent or pull up the carpets. I doubt it, but I wonder what they’ll say anyway.
Tomorrow is my first library program at my new job. I’m kicking off the Teen Writers Group, and I had some teens say they were interested in coming. Wish me luck on my first lesson. I hope the kids like it and will want to come back.