That same (black) union organizer was also telling me that his philosophy is, you can do drugs and it's fine, but just don't let that start affecting him.
He then started telling me how there's 2 apartment buildings in his complex, and the other week there was this party going on when he got home at night, and then it was still going on when he was up in the morning, and then after running errands and getting back home it was still going on, and it went on for four or five days and people were "coming and going and mething and blowing and all of that stuff."
He said that it was fine at first because it didn't affect him, but then after like the second day of non-stop party, a woman across the street said her flowers were gone, and what do you know, her expensive pot full of nice flowers that she had on her lawn was gone.
And, he said that that was the first sign that things might be going on.
Then, a bit later he went to go do his laundry, and in the laundry room a washer was on its side, and at first he thought it was because someone was repairing it, but then he realized that all of the coin boxes were gone, and he couldn't do his laundry.
"Now, that affects me," he was like, "And you can't do that, that is my limit."
So, he called the management company, and they thanked him, since there are 4 laundry rooms in the complex and they had only gotten into 3 of them, when he called, so they were able to save the fourth.
He also said that he came out during one of those days, and a whacked-out guy was leaning against his car.
"What are you doing leaning against my car?", he was like.
"I didn't know it was yours!", the guy was like.
"Like that matters," the (black) union organizer told me. "He knew it wasn't his."
"He was probably checking out what was in it to steal," I was like.
"Maybe," the (black) union organizer was like.
Anyhow, later he found beer bottles stuck underneath his tires, and he thinks that that guy did it.
Saturday, August 26, 2017
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