There's a rapping on my door. . .takes a while to get there. . .
Knocks again, "just a minute [damn]"
Open and there who is, "I am one of the owners
of the building, I am the construction owner, the one who fixes the building".
( legs hurting) "are you OK? ",said the "construction LL"
*LL is short for Landlord
No, not OK, I replied. "We want to give you financial
Help to move, don't want to work on the apartment
With dust hitting around you" (says this a few times). Get in touch with APS, (*APS=Adult Protective Services) alright.
"This is between you, your daughter and I"
I have to go and sit down, raise my legs, you have a card?
"No, (scribbles name and cell # on small paper)
Give me a call OK?" Understand
[jerk] as I close door and limp back to futon.
This is the sum up on January 16, 2010.
Fin
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