So I’m laying on the sofa the other morning. You know, just trying to get a few more minutes of rest before I begin the day.
All of a sudden I hear a key go into the deadbolt on my door, and someone starts trying to unlock it.
Now I need to make a very important point here. If this had happened at night, and I was by myself, I probably would’ve called the pole-lease and curled up in a fetal position on the floor.
But I’m a brave mother fucker at 7:30 in the morning.
I swung open the door and yelled, “What the shit?”
A petite Asian girl in her 20’s started screaming, “I so sorry. I just move in. I look for storage.”
“Why don’t you try the door without a letter on it, Tokyo Rose?”
I didn’t say that! C’mon, I’m not a douche. I pointed her in the right direction and she thanked me.
I mean, I felt bad for the girl. She probably hasn’t been in the country for very long. I think she was trying to get her daughter ready for school. And she was getting yelled at by a guy in boxer shorts that may or may not have just masturbated.
Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world