Sunday, March 11, 2007

Crap Weekend!


Saturday
In bed all day with a cold.

Saturday Night
I was woken at 4am this morning by someone outside my door making strange noises. So I phoned police to get them to come and see who was in the close as I was terrified.

Straight after, I phoned James who luckily was in a taxi home. So he and his pal, Grant, came here to kick hell out whoever was terrorising me.

James and Grant arrived before the police so up the stairs they came. I heard them talking to someone and finally plucked up the courage to have a look through my peekhole. I could see the outline of someone through the glass in my door but couldn’t make out much else. Thru the peekhole I could see someone sitting on the floor right outside my door. After a couple of minutes, James told me it was ok and to open my door. It was a girl !!

A girl sitting in a puddle of her own pee.

Not neddy, smartly dress, spoke nicely. She didn’t say much, she was obviously off her face. All they managed to get out of her was that she lived in Erskine. So what she was doing outside my door I do not know.

The police arrived and asked James, Grant and I to go into the flat so they could speak to her alone. Grant retrieved his kebab from the puddle of pee and in we went. About 10 minutes later the police knocked on the door and said that they were going to take her to the local taxi rank so she could get a taxi home.

Once everything had died down I went out and mopped up the pee then we all went to sleep.

Sunday
On Sunday, I took the boys to the pub, then mum & I went to Tesco as I have no food as per usual (no food yet I seem to be putting on a helluva lot of weight!). Came home, unpacked shopping and attempted to tidy up flat a wee bit. Was putting some stuff in the boxroom when I noticed a towel lying on the floor, I picked it up to discover it was soaking and all my boxroom carpet was soaking too. Someone (GRANT) had used my boxroom as a frigging toilet pan!! So that was MORE pee I had to clean up.

I’m so unamused right now.

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