Pissing and moaning because I doo it so well.
AND dOO IS RIGHT. Up to my armpits in doo.
First of all the husband owes a guy money. Hell we owe everyone money. Anyhow this particular guy who is going down in history as the king of the knuckleheads, did some work for the husband on rental properties he had at the time but have now been sold. Knucklehead gave the husband a quote of $400.00 and when the work was done, the bill was 4 times that amount so even if we had the money we weren't going to pay his whole bill. So yesterday at 9am ther's a pounding on the door and when I answered it... I swear it looked like one of the sons' friends, it was knucklehead wanting the husband. Who was in bed asleep. Ok so I lied and told him that the husband was at work, ya na ya na and then he went away but came back. By that time the husband had put on a pair of shorts and his shoes so he talked to the guy. I went into the bedroom to change, heard the husband cry out and a strange sort of whomp of a noise. Seems that the king of the Knuckleheads grabbed up a hoe from inside of our yard, the husband got shoved,his nglasses went flying and the whomp had been the knucklehead smashing the window. Then the guy left, taking the hoe no less and today when he called thr office to threaten the husband, he acted as if he knew nothing about a broken window.
Ah HA! but we have a witness, albeit the really old chnese guy from across the streert who wears a sarong while in the garden and speaks little english.
so now knucklehead's merry band of men are supposed to show up here on saturday to beat the money out of the husband. The husband had the call on speaker phone so I could hear it all. Yippe yah, now I have something ELSE TO WORRY ABOUT.
BUT maybe not. Knucklehead is in his 20's. The husband will be 60 in August, and very out of shape. SO needless to say, the sons were furious but, even better, the sons' friends are furious and plan on doing some ass kicking of their own if the merry men show up. I guess thenn they wouldn't be so merry. I told the husband that he should be flattered that the various young men in the neighborhood are so angry.
So with all of this going on my head has been spinning and my mood low, until we get an env elope from an old client with a $500.00 check in it as a token of his appreciation for services rendered years ago. This client is a doctor who is working on a cure for aids ans says that he is close. He has now gotten funding from the Ivory Coast and will be flying there next week. I would like to think that if this guy does find the cure that in some little way we helped. After all the husband did cutthe doctor a break on the fee. So while life sucks ther is, sometimes, a glimmer of light.
First of all the husband owes a guy money. Hell we owe everyone money. Anyhow this particular guy who is going down in history as the king of the knuckleheads, did some work for the husband on rental properties he had at the time but have now been sold. Knucklehead gave the husband a quote of $400.00 and when the work was done, the bill was 4 times that amount so even if we had the money we weren't going to pay his whole bill. So yesterday at 9am ther's a pounding on the door and when I answered it... I swear it looked like one of the sons' friends, it was knucklehead wanting the husband. Who was in bed asleep. Ok so I lied and told him that the husband was at work, ya na ya na and then he went away but came back. By that time the husband had put on a pair of shorts and his shoes so he talked to the guy. I went into the bedroom to change, heard the husband cry out and a strange sort of whomp of a noise. Seems that the king of the Knuckleheads grabbed up a hoe from inside of our yard, the husband got shoved,his nglasses went flying and the whomp had been the knucklehead smashing the window. Then the guy left, taking the hoe no less and today when he called thr office to threaten the husband, he acted as if he knew nothing about a broken window.
Ah HA! but we have a witness, albeit the really old chnese guy from across the streert who wears a sarong while in the garden and speaks little english.
so now knucklehead's merry band of men are supposed to show up here on saturday to beat the money out of the husband. The husband had the call on speaker phone so I could hear it all. Yippe yah, now I have something ELSE TO WORRY ABOUT.
BUT maybe not. Knucklehead is in his 20's. The husband will be 60 in August, and very out of shape. SO needless to say, the sons were furious but, even better, the sons' friends are furious and plan on doing some ass kicking of their own if the merry men show up. I guess thenn they wouldn't be so merry. I told the husband that he should be flattered that the various young men in the neighborhood are so angry.
So with all of this going on my head has been spinning and my mood low, until we get an env elope from an old client with a $500.00 check in it as a token of his appreciation for services rendered years ago. This client is a doctor who is working on a cure for aids ans says that he is close. He has now gotten funding from the Ivory Coast and will be flying there next week. I would like to think that if this guy does find the cure that in some little way we helped. After all the husband did cutthe doctor a break on the fee. So while life sucks ther is, sometimes, a glimmer of light.
posted by ---me--- at Thursday, June 12, 2008
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