I've just given my month's notice at my office. Please let me know if anyone knows of a suitable photo studio for rent or purchase.
(I have to type fast because I have to leave soon)
I get to the office, the elevator doesn't work, I call my contact - he starts telling me about the fire department and that the door should be open. someone comes outside 5 mins later and tells me that the owner of the building wants to speak to me. It seems that my guy was breaking the law by allowing people to live here. She wants us out, so she is locking them out... they let me in. She asked me how well I knew the guys I was renting from. I told her we had already had "issues". Shes said - "yeah, one of the guys is really slick, a con artist, the other guy - I don't know what his deal is, he's an idiot." Ah well. It was fun while it lasted. I needed a place closer to a subway anyway.
sniff.
"I copy that" is walkie-talkie talk for - I understand, will do, gotcha, ok, alright, yup, uh-huh, and much more depending on the inflection of the voice.
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2 comments:
So sorry. Kind of scary if you ask me.
Good luck my son.
Mom
Your mail will arrive by noon Friday.
thank you mommy.
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