Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Last place you wanna be on a Saturday night, at Midnight

    Can I just say, there are just some places you really don’t want to be on a Saturday night.
    at Midnight.
    Let me take you back just a little bit.
    Tattoo girl.
    Moved out.
     New roomate.
     3 months later.
    Roomate is freakin crazy, not to mention very irresponsible for someone her age. Considering Tatoo girl is 2 years younger and 100 times more responsible.
    Yes, thank you Thank you. It’s cause she has such an awsesome (anal) mom.
    So where was I?
    The Tattoo girl and the "new" roomate.
    Well it didn’t last very long before the crazy started coming out. I won't even go into details as to what kind of crazy she is.
    I will jump forward to where she told the Tattoo girl the second week in February that she was moving out March 1st.

    What the fuck? Seriously. Who gives a 2 week notice.
    Also might I add she had not even contacted the landlord to notify him that she would be leaving.

    SO over that two weeks, it was pure freakin hell. The Tatoo girl, trying to figure out what the hell she was gonna do. She had tests at school, she is working all the time.

    Did I mention that they both work at the same freakin place.
    NICE. Not!
    So a week before the roomate is gonna move out, she/they finally go to talk with the landlord. They find out that they are required to pay 3 months worth of rent to break the lease.

    $1,650. That’s a lot of money. Which the tattoo girl was NOT willing to pay just so the crazy roomate could be on her way. Even though at this point she was more than ready for her crazy ass to move out.

    So the Tattoo girl decides shes gonna stay. She asks her boyfirend to move in, even though he is also going to school and only working part time. Financially he cant really contribute a whole lot.

    But what the hell, a little is better than nothing. I offer to give the Tattoo girl what little child support I get each month for her.

    In less than a week the Tattoo girl finds a new roomate. Someone she has known for over 2 years. Also older than her.

    The plan was that the "crazy" roomate would move out on Saturday and the new roomate would move in on Sunday.

    Let me jus say that who the fuck moves out on a Saturday night at 9:30pm? Let me mention, not a normal person.

    The crazy knew that the Tattoo girl also had to work at 8 the next morning.

    Are you still with me? I promise I’m getting to it.

    So crazy chick promised to give Tattoo girl the keys when she moved out that night.

    So here it is 10:30pm all her shit is out and Tattoo girl asks her for the keys.

    As you can probably guess where this is going. Crazy chick says NO.
    She tells the Tattoo girl she is gonna drop them off at the rental office.

     Hello dumb ass. The rental office isnt freakin open on sunsdays.
    So how the hell is the new roomate supposed to get the fucking keys?????

    Hello? What the fuck.
    SO at this point the Tattoo girl is out of her ever loving mind and the patience with her at this point is long gone.

    Crazy walks out to the street. Tattoo girl inside with boyfriend and his friends.

    Tattoos boyfriend and friends begin to verbally abuse the crazy shit from the 2nd story balocony. Then said boyfriend throws a plastic shot glass at her.

    Which supposedly hits her car and chips the paint.
    Are you fucking for real chick? Plastic. two storys up. car at curb.
    Go fuck yourself.

    So what happens. Tattoos boyfriend and friends take off out the back. Leaving Tattoo girl there alone. Cops were called. Crazy chick lets them into the bldg.

    So they can come up and fucking harrass Tattoo girl. Even though Tattoo girl mentions her uncle is the fucking caption at the police station.

    Plain and simple if the Tattoo girl doesnt produce the boyfriend.
     A warrent will be sent out for his arrest.

    Can I just say at this point I am and have been in bed. While the Tattoo girl calls me every 5 minuets and is hysterical.

    She then leaves after waiting for the cops to leave. To go pu said boyfriend. All the while the cops are following the Tattoo girl. She then gets pulled over and boyfriend gets to ride in the nice paddy wagon.
    To the downtown police station. Now I dont know about your "downtown" but ours is not a place you wanna be.

     On saturday night.
    He had to sit there in a holding cell with all the finest thugs and drunks in town till 3am. Until the tattoo girl could bond him out.

    Life lesson
     If your going to pull shit that will get you thrown in jail, (1) don't get arrested in the shit part of town, and (2) don't get arrested on a saturday night.Source URL: http://anacostiaque.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-place-you-wanna-be-on-saturday.html
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