Yesterday a couple of roommates and I were setting in the living room of the dump truck I call home watching the basketball game when our crazy China man landlord appeared. The following is a brief excerpt of the event:
"How many times I tell you? I not hear to air condition all of North Las Vegas! Close door!" My landlord is a crazy Asian fellow by the name of Bruce Lee (I kid you not that is his real name). Any way, the thing that angers him most is when he catches the doors or windows open in one of his houses when the air conditioning is running. And that just so happened to be the case.
"Bruce," I tell him sarcastically, "It smells like a sewage pit in this shit hole. I was just airing it out. Besides you have the AC set at 80! I don't even think it has kicked on yet." He wasn't appreciative of my response and told me such - "It not house that stink! You are smelly motherfucker. Why don't you go jump in pool at recreation center and you smell better!"
"No reason to act like an asshole about it," I tell him as I close the door - "Chill out China man," I add as I set back down on the couch and continue watching the game. I thought it was over. But turns out his aggravation was headed to another level. "You not pay bill for AC! How many times I tell you guys to close door when AC running? I think some time you the one who don't understand English."
After his rant he walks through the living room and towards the porch - I then hear him shriek again - "Fuck! Shit! fuck! Are you people deaf? Back door open too! How many times I tell people to close fucking door. I not interested in air conditioning all of North Las Vegas. I swear house full of morons here." He then walks through the living room again; opens the front door to leave; slams door shut upon his exit; yells something inaudible and gets in his car and leaves.
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