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Verencat · 06-30-2009, 01:18 PM

Good thing you did Xenophon, I opened the computer to write here, so no searching!

Here I go: I'm moving tomorrow, as I've been saying over and over because talking about it makes me less nervous- I hate moving. I have an access to the new app since June 24th, so that day I came over to chose paint colors. When I got here (internet is freshly hooked up in the new place and that's where I am right now) on the 24th, the landlords came over with me and started talking about putting plaster on the walls and changing the tiles in the bathroom.
They talked about it for an hour, so I thought "fine, it's great, but please stop talking now!"
I warned them I would come on Sunday to bring stuff and start painting. On Sunday, plaster is fresh, so I cant paint. Tell them I'd be there on Tuesday. I get here this morning: plaster not sanded yet. Go get the landlord, he comes over and starts sanding and has me wash the walls behind him. Ok, I can deal with that. But he talks, and talks, and talks, and is so slow, and takes breaks every 5 min and stares at my ass. So I'm getting annoyed and it starts to show, and in my head it's "*?/&$/*%*/&/*%&*/("
I stop washing the walls and start putting tape on the floor. He finishes sanding in the room we're in and just stops working altogether and stares at my breast when I'm bending down on the floor. I change color and pull my t-shirt up, so he leaves.
So then, his wife comes up to help me paint, she starts talking as much as her hubbie and criticizes every move I make with subtlety. I can't say a word, she's helping me so much! Hubbie comes back and walks around whistling, which annoys the crap out of me, and they take so much space! I told them I'd be fine, I didn't need any help anymore, but they're both planning on coming back after lunch and I don't think I can handle them, so I told them I wouldn't be there this afternoon because I have plans for tonight (which is true).
I thanked them plenty, and was nice to them, but I'm so scared for the future! I'm someone who needs her space and tranquility, I'm just not a social animal... I'll have to clear that up before I scream!

I stopped smoking a week ago, and as I said in the Moejoe's quit smoking thread, I am a nasty impatient bi*** when I quit, so don't go thinking I'm mean, I've got excuses!

06-30-2009, 01:18 PM	#4319
Verencat Wizard Posts: 2,615 Karma: 96491 Join Date: May 2009 Location: Montreal, Qc Device: xxx	Good thing you did Xenophon, I opened the computer to write here, so no searching! Here I go: I'm moving tomorrow, as I've been saying over and over because talking about it makes me less nervous- I hate moving. I have an access to the new app since June 24th, so that day I came over to chose paint colors. When I got here (internet is freshly hooked up in the new place and that's where I am right now) on the 24th, the landlords came over with me and started talking about putting plaster on the walls and changing the tiles in the bathroom. They talked about it for an hour, so I thought "fine, it's great, but please stop talking now!" I warned them I would come on Sunday to bring stuff and start painting. On Sunday, plaster is fresh, so I cant paint. Tell them I'd be there on Tuesday. I get here this morning: plaster not sanded yet. Go get the landlord, he comes over and starts sanding and has me wash the walls behind him. Ok, I can deal with that. But he talks, and talks, and talks, and is so slow, and takes breaks every 5 min and stares at my ass. So I'm getting annoyed and it starts to show, and in my head it's "?/&$/%/&/%&/(" I stop washing the walls and start putting tape on the floor. He finishes sanding in the room we're in and just stops working altogether and stares at my breast when I'm bending down on the floor. I change color and pull my t-shirt up, so he leaves. So then, his wife comes up to help me paint, she starts talking as much as her hubbie and criticizes every move I make with subtlety. I can't say a word, she's helping me so much! Hubbie comes back and walks around whistling, which annoys the crap out of me, and they take so much space! I told them I'd be fine, I didn't need any help anymore, but they're both planning on coming back after lunch and I don't think I can handle them, so I told them I wouldn't be there this afternoon because I have plans for tonight (which is true). I thanked them plenty, and was nice to them, but I'm so scared for the future! I'm someone who needs her space and tranquility, I'm just not a social animal... I'll have to clear that up before I scream! I stopped smoking a week ago, and as I said in the Moejoe's quit smoking thread, I am a nasty impatient bi** when I quit, so don't go thinking I'm mean, I've got excuses!