... and then I won't have to worry about rowdy, angsty teenage boys for another 4 days.
The boys in apartment 4 (next door) are driving me CRAZY. They have been being rowdy and refuse to be quiet. I told them to give up their handcuffs when they "lost" the key and couldnt get them off after they found the key. 10 minutes later they are free and refuse to give them up.
Whatever. I am so over it.
I am not here to baby you. I am not here to be pushed. You can go as far as you want. I am not the punisher. I just write what happens and someone comes in Monday through Friday to take care of that crap.
GAH! I wish I knew what they were doing.
Okay. 45 minutes later and i get back to this blog, and I have a vauge idea of what they are doing. I am pretty sure at one point, one of them was handcuffed to a chair but I have no way of proving it. I think he was bouncing around trying to move.
I went in and was ready to assign them all chores. I am tired and they are being hella annoying. they have 10 minutes to be in their room or they the JOB JAR.
next weekend will not be as fun for them. Guarenteed. I try to be the pretty nice girl that works on the weekends, but Apartment 4 is changing that.
Wow. In less than 12 hours I will be on the road headed towards wonderful Columbia. I cant wait to spend lots of time with kyle and no time dealing with other things like work.
7.5 more hours.