There isn't Worse Than Be in This Garbage

“You stop that shit.”

“YOU NUTS!! SHUT OFF THAT SHIT NOW. IT IS TOO LOUD TO WAKE A SLEEPING BEAR.”

Oh come on, who is that stupid?. From all those doors he just chose mine, bothering me in the early morning. “He will not stop, will he?”.

< doors knock sound >

“YOU, YOU BITCH, YOU ARE MOCKING ME, AREN’T YOU?“

< doors knock sound >

Absolutely not, he reached at no retreat, no surrender, just leveling up his unbearable annoyance, and put more active words to motivate my mood, too.

In that stubborn case, no doubts, nor compliments. Honestly, he’s very very good at it, and I should really really deal with him sooner. 

How? 

Two, three punishes on face will hopefully be enough as a satisfying conclusion to him, not as much happy ending by bringing peace to the neighbourhood, again.

“YOU BITCH!!”.

First move, taking off my blowzy, comfy blanket and getting up on my feet. But as I decided to complete the following steps. 

a buzzing ringing sound interrupted, grabbed, and stunned my torpid body. Clearly, it was my phone's alarm, which means I was the only ONE who started the war.

“YOU BITCH, YOU SHOULD BE DEAD”.

I was entirely shocked, and mumbled. “Oooooooh shit.”. I put my index fingers between my eyes, trying to find a believable excuse. But who would believe, even I wouldn’t believe.

While I was persuading myself insanely, my grumpy neighbour declared his last unbelievable move “I WILL BREAK THE DOOR AT!!!“. 

What a move. Brilliant I think so, in that case nothing would save my ass. Woow, it’s GAMEOVER, unless I gently ask for forgiveness, and again, I think so.

“ONE.“. He started counting down dramatically.

I turned off ringing instantly, quickly turning into 'stop the door explosion' mission.

“TWOOO.”

As the moment I reached the door, I unlocked and opened, to find a suspicious, instant, visibly shadow was rolling over my place.

I needed a second to recognise him. Definitely, he is the crazy man who wanted to break down my apartment, and called me a bitch. 

At least, he deserved one breaking bone. He didn't say three!. 

I turned my sight outside, surprisingly found out there was an audience, patiently waiting for some kind of show, a live one exactly. 

They were ordered randomly.

As female, male, male, male, female, male.

The first female seems like a twenties girl who finished her outwork, more beautiful than the other one. Smoking profusely, toxic as if it is daily exercises, an ugly, stinky woman, late of forties. obviously, one year to expire.

“Look at you baby, some day you will become like me.” The stinky woman spoke out shits, with a jealous gaze as I used to see.

And the males are two old - bold, fat ballies men, but one of them is taller than the other - and two young men, or boys. The shorter one looks happily at me like he is waiting for some action - poor boy, you came for nothing, and the other boy is taller, he couldn’t keep his eyes on me, like if he is so shy confess his love to me.

“You are so disgusting, you should die”. The twenties girl wrathfully mumbled, sturdily making a way to leave. Honestly, I don't know what was her cruise for?.

Whaaat? I’m disgusting!!, not ms.toxic snake!.

A scurvy gaggle came up without any need. “Hee, hee, heee, I thought that I'm the only one who loves this kind of show. Hee, hee.” The nerdy boy declared his interest, with wanton staring at me.

I stopped judging, took a careful look at my appearance, to figure out. Woooow.

whaaaaoo, Backing to my previous notes, the creepy nerd is too happy, and surely not for someone who is going to see some kicks actions, but to see some bing bang actions. Ooooh shit, those a horny eyes.

“YOU, YOU WILL REG–, WHAAA, SHIT.”. The loud guy scared us. Completely, was screaming, panicking his only features, also was enough to bring back my awareness.

I took the door as a hide, and said. “Can you just stop screaming? And you, stop staring at me.”. I was badly terrified, from yelling, either from their eyes. Especially the junky's one, I felt his awfully gazing could lick my body from that far.

Now, I seriously have to sweep all the dirty front of my apartment, and only two magical words can end this. I hope so.

I announced “ I’m~, I’m “. the words couldn’t get out of my mouth. I was so embarrassed, but not for long.

“I’m sorry.” I said, shamefully at them. Getting no response, though.

I was surprised, a little bit, then I shouted "I AM SORRY. So ~ so everyone, the play is finished. Go. Leave. NOW” I bet on crude too.

This time, a rapid response transmitted from their freaky faces to their mouths. “Hum, hum, I wouldn’t wait for anything.”. The taller boy muttered as he was leaving, an amazing progress, but with a couple chicks at me - seems he didn’t accept my ending, not my sorrow.

“She felt trouble from last night, didn’t she?”. “I doubt she did.” The two old men were sharing a funny conversation about something I couldn’t get.

I moved my eyes into a naughty woman, just to find her puffing at my face. Arrrh.

“Ugh, Ugghh.” I coughed, as I tried to remove her smolder.

“You bi-.” she interrupted me with an unwanted thanks. “Thank you for that scene, you gave me a sense to my fans. Byyye.” She left with sickly byes.

Ooh gross, she is a poisonous person, more hazardous to human beings, children especially.

“I can be one of them.” For sure, the nerdy guy’s already emphasized my estimate. Giggling, he went to follow her, directly.

Now, the last one stuck around was Mr.Yell, who was just sitting in my apartment. Either he’s not look like a nervous person, or freaky like the others, he’s just quite normal like me, maybe!

“Listen, I’m really really sorry. I’m not a heavy sleeper kind, or meant to noise you. But yesterday I had to stay awake too late, merely pre~pa~reing ….” Time went slow, a weird sense collared me up, to sweep away my sight into my unform suit without any hesitation or resistance.

No unawares to note, just finishing my sentence no more. “my interview.” Now chaos’s time comes over, turning a flash back to all memories from last night. That chaos perfectly blew up my mind. Realizing worse is coming.

While I was frozenly thinking over, Mr.Yell got up on his feet. “Hmm, hmm.” he started to break my windy thought, surely, was so helpful to me.

“What’s the time?” I asked him. “It’s seven past ten.” He replied simply, no emotion to pretend, too.

“Ooh shit, oh shit. I have to go, I’m gonna be late. It’s so bad, and I can’t be more morse than it is. This is my seventh job interview” I panicky described my state.

“So, I should leave you. Have a nice day.“ He replied politely, straightly aimed outside.

I took a look to note at further than one meter, he stopped for a moment, mumbling quietly for no reason. I barely heard a voice from him, but I can guess that he thought to cheer me up. No, no, only God can help me. Don’t say it.

“By the way.” HE WILL SAY IT. I should close the door before he finishes his sentence, but it is so late. “Your pajamas. Looks pretty.” He said, leaving me his flatter note with choas. 

At this point, I deeply felt that he is freaky, too.

~~*~~*~~

Nothing is better than a hot shower to refresh the frozen blood, as well as to clear my mind too. Unfortunately, none goods on this day at all, just bad like it was.

How badly it is?

Too much to get in early on the most important day of my life.

And why?

Obviously, my water boiler is out of service today. Again on the most important day.

But not too much to me, because of two reasons.

Firstly, I wasn’t surprised. It’s usually non-working, it’s an old one to be well fixed, and it costs an arm and leg to run on. I’m hardly living on my part time job, cann’t handle any payment except basics needful goods, so that is why I am still in this garbage.

Secondly, I have my way to transact with those issues, named as my magical jugglery hands.

Works by touching any physical object to either increase or decrease the touched part as I want.

Very helpful, not same harmful, but for who used.

Believe me.

Sence the first day I’ve had it.

I’ve been having many horrible, painful days to control it.

Too much. To remind me every time I use it.

Now. That mean, this hot shower wasn’t helpful as I though. But still I can handle it.