Gabe lives in Cleveland? Heh. I'm moving back there in the fall. I lived there for a year and a half.
Speaking of sharing, The bestest thing happened to me the other day. There's some back story here before I tell you about the bestest thing though.
When I was living in Cleveland, I was renting an attic to live in. I lived in the house of a lesbian single mother named Brynna. She works as a domestic violence counselor at a Jewish center in Cleveland, and I had a lot of respect for that.
We didn't have a lease, and the arrangement was month-by-month. The first month was a kind of trial period, because she has an impressionable teenaged son and I have piercings, but everything seemed to be working out fine and I lived there for about 8 months.
When I decided to leave to move in with my boyfriend in Nebraska, I gave her some notice and paid through the end of the month to be fair, so as not to leave her without the income from a tenant. I left in the second week of the month but did not expect or request a refund of the remainder of the month's rent. What I *did* expect was to get my deposit back.
When a month went by and I got no check, I called and she made excuses and said she'd have it to me in a couple of days. When a week went by and I had no check, I called again and she evaded me until I managed to get her, and she said she'd send it before she left for a vacation the next day. When there was still no check, I called her and emailed her and tried to pin her down and she kept evading me. Sometimes she'd lie and say she sent it, sometimes she'd say she would send it the next day. Each time, I told her that I hadn't found a job yet and that we were living on ramen noodles and that she was legally obligated to send the money. She knew that me being as far away as I am, there was little chance of me going to court, so she continued to put me off. Finally she told me that I'd just have to wait, because she wasn't ready to send it yet.
My mom sent her a letter that was outwardly polite, but veiled some serious threats to her professional reputation with licensing boards and such for people in her field. About a week later, I had my check. Brynna had deducted an unreasonable cleaning charge, even though that place was cleaner than when I found it.
I dreamt of all kinds of petty revenge... like putting glue in her car door locks. I decided finally not to take a hit to my karma, and to put it behind me and take the high road. I forgot all about Brynna for the last handful of months, until Tuesday.
On Tuesday, a friend of mine from Cleveland showed me the following news article in the Cleveland newspaper:
http://www.cleveland.com/news/plaindealer/regina_brett/index.ssf?/xml/story.ssf/html_standard.xsl?/base/opinion/9929430041647616.xml
I get to gigle in unabated glee while she gets what she deserves, noting from the end of the article that she has learned no lesson about caring what happens to other people.
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I am a delicate fucking flower.
https://beacons.ai/jesskent
