From the Desk of the Infuriated Jef

To my housemate who lives downstairs:

If you think you own the whole house because you like to be the Mr.Lonely-Man-On-The-Verge-of-Psychosis, then think again weirdo. We DON'T like you...at all! that means, it's US against YOU! I might have liked you before because I thought you are a sensitive soul (just plain weirdo that's all) but you are a backstabbing jerk who made diatribes about your broken umbrella.


Yes! we try our best to make a contribution like making the house clean, if you have the faintest idea what that means. Educated people clean their plates after using it and we don't dumped them in a pail and wait for Santa Clause to clean them up [insert no formal house training]


And Oh! the plastic cover we dabbed on our window (with my OWN money spent) has a pretty particular reason why it was there. You ripping it off is simply insulting. As an Engineer, you surely know what dust cement can do to our lungs and yet with your intelligence compromise, you never think twice removing that dust shield we painstakingly mounted.


The infuriating thing was you have the nerves to ask why the lobby stinks! That's the cat's poop you noodle face, one of the reasons we covered the window. But you know what, the fun starts now because you aggravated the one who had just recovered from lung infections...and he got friends hahaha!