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ceiling still broke

Sunday night
Murray the landlord: “I’ll have a guy come out tomorrow to fix it.”
Monday
Tuesday afternoon
Old guy, about 85 years old stumbles into the house, walks past the front room, looks up at door jamb (??!).
Holly: “No, it’s over there, on the ceiling. In there. In there. No, up! Up! On the ceiling… see it? See it? In the other room. Look where I’m pointing.”
Old guy spots the giant hole in ceiling, says, somewhat exasperatedly, “Well, that’s probably going to cost around $200. I’ll have to get with Murray, see what he wants to do.”
Exit old guy.
Wednesday evening:
Ceiling. Three full days later.

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jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

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2 replies on “ceiling still broke”

* snickers * Ditto on the sinus infection, it seems to be making it way through the masses, afflicting and affecting the best of us with copious amounts of phlegm and mucus. At least the meds. seem to be inspiring you. Nothing wrong with a piano ballad, it’s a back to roots type of thing… Feel better. I’m gonna go stalk your blog a bit now…

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