For the first time being in the south, I was called a Yankee. The people in personnel did this. I enjoyed it. They got a good laugh. They also said I sounded a little British. Now, I know for a fact that I sound nothing like a Britain. Thats preposterous, but I couldn't disagree with them so I said, "Yeah, you might be right". I guess the second best thing to living in England, is having people think you're British.
I'm fitting into this southern thing right now. You have to get use to some things. For example, it was 80 degrees today – November 1st. This is throwing my biological clock off. I'm supposed to be preparing for Thanksgiving right now, but it's difficult given the fact I can walk around in shorts, and possibly take a swim.
I'm going to Florida next weekend. I guess it's nice to be able to swing over to Florida to visit your friends vacationing. That's awesome.
Oh yeah, I came home today and discovered the apartment a mess. You may ask, "did you leave the apartment a mess?" No, I didn't. My apartment people decided I needed a new door in my bedroom. I'm not sure why this decision came a week after I moved in, but they thought it was more efficient to install the door AFTER there is a resident. The thing is, they aren't even done installing the door. So there is saw dust ALL over the place, and crap laying all around my apartment. This was an inconvenience in two ways: first, I had to go buy a vacuum so I could clean this mess. I guess I had to buy the vacuum sooner or later, but it was still a hassle. Then I had to clean up the mess. They were kind enough to knick my table and tear things off the wall. Fortunately they are coming back tomorrow to paint the door. This terrifies me. PAINT? These people are going to be trusted with paint? They couldn't even install a door without disrupting the entire room. Not they are using paint brushes. Amazing.
Don't worry, I wrote the apartment people already. I took care of these things last year, and I'll do it again this year.
I'm fitting into this southern thing right now. You have to get use to some things. For example, it was 80 degrees today – November 1st. This is throwing my biological clock off. I'm supposed to be preparing for Thanksgiving right now, but it's difficult given the fact I can walk around in shorts, and possibly take a swim.
I'm going to Florida next weekend. I guess it's nice to be able to swing over to Florida to visit your friends vacationing. That's awesome.
Oh yeah, I came home today and discovered the apartment a mess. You may ask, "did you leave the apartment a mess?" No, I didn't. My apartment people decided I needed a new door in my bedroom. I'm not sure why this decision came a week after I moved in, but they thought it was more efficient to install the door AFTER there is a resident. The thing is, they aren't even done installing the door. So there is saw dust ALL over the place, and crap laying all around my apartment. This was an inconvenience in two ways: first, I had to go buy a vacuum so I could clean this mess. I guess I had to buy the vacuum sooner or later, but it was still a hassle. Then I had to clean up the mess. They were kind enough to knick my table and tear things off the wall. Fortunately they are coming back tomorrow to paint the door. This terrifies me. PAINT? These people are going to be trusted with paint? They couldn't even install a door without disrupting the entire room. Not they are using paint brushes. Amazing.
Don't worry, I wrote the apartment people already. I took care of these things last year, and I'll do it again this year.
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