Not our last days of silence
Yesterday morning I was alerted to the fact that one of our friends had used my bath towel (along with Alan’s and N’s) to clean up the flood from his massive shit blocking the toilet. I am still livid about this. If it was just one or two screw ups, I could let it go but there is a whole sequence of events which are totally not ok.
1. Is pissed off at us for “over-reacting”
2. Has not apologized even though he knows we are upset.
3. Does not admit or acknowledge that he has done anything wrong.
4. Did not fully clean up the mess – we had to finish the job.
5. Grabbed items that are used for personal cleanliness in order to clean up the gobs of poop, water, and whatever else was on the floor.
6. Flushed the toilet an additional two or more times without pausing and waiting for the water to go down thus causing the overflow.
7. Saw that the shit wasn’t going down and decided to flush again rather than plunge it (plunger is right next to the toilet).
8. Didn’t flush partway through to be gentle on the older plumbing.
The line of events does not end there, oh no. Apparently he was already pissed off and tired because he had a flat tire and waited for AAA until 4 in the morning. How is this his fault?
9. He called AAA because he’s lazy and thinks that as long as someone else can do, why should he. Then of course he had to wait for what sounds like several hours which could have been completely avoided.
10. He didn’t have a tire iron in his car because he didn’t think he would need it.
11. His tires were under inflated making them more susceptible to popping.
So of course it is not his fault that the toilet overflowed. It is AAA’s fault for not getting there fast enough even though it’s his own laziness which caused the flat tire to begin with. It’s all because of them that he was tired, pissed off, and impatient. Stupid AAA. I guess I should send them the bill, huh? *rolls eyes*
However, I am pleased that Alan is with me on how gross and wrong this whole thing is. He decided (on his own!) to avoid M until he apologizes or at least acknowledges that he screwed up. I wish it didn’t have to come to this put enough is enough. This is the third of fourth time he’s completely violated the bathroom at this house, and like the fifth or sixth (seventh or eighth?) time violating private bathrooms in the past two years alone. Come on kid, it’s waaaaaaaaay past time to grow up, for fucks sake. Accountability. Be a big boy and own up to your mistakes.
ARGH!
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