Society

I live in a society of old crotchety men.

Example #1:
Don the Landlord (dtl for easy reference) has several times informed us that he in fact "cannot predict the future" so he isn't sure if he can meet with us the following day. Seriously?! All my other landlords were fully capable of predicting all sorts of things. Worthless.

Example #2:
At 8:15 Friday morning the POD delivery truck begins unloading the POD in our driveway of sorts. oldman A comes out (clearly just awaken by the noise of the truck) and throws a fit about how he won't be able to get his truck out of the garage. Oh contrare dude, but whatever, you've been on this earth longer than I. He goes to his truck, doesn't even try to get his truck out and makes the nice POD man move the POD. Get this: the man proceeds to drive his truck out of the garage, around the block and parks up the street. We see him walking back into the apt building not 5 minutes later. THEN over an hour after we finished unloading the POD, oldman A brings his truck back. He did nothing. Nothing with his truck but make a point and an enemy or 2. Adam knows he won't be friends with this guy, but I apparently have this awful guilty conscience and feel like I need to be nice to him. But it is quite easy to type out less-than-friendly things.

Example #3:
While carrying up said boxes and things, I pass through a group of 4 men congregating in the hall talking about us. My hearing aid is on. fyi. oh baby, is it on.

And this is just 7 days in to the year-long lease. When I say I am anxious to see what my future holds, it is an understatement.