You know what kind of people I can't stand? No, not those... no, not those either... okay, okay, so there's a lot on my list. But today I am especially referring to Old Lady Busybodies!
Case in point: yesterday, David and I took a group of 7 kids to the pool at our apartment complex. First, you need to know that WHEN I WAS SIGNING THE LEASE, I asked a million question. One of those questions was, "how many people are we allowed to bring to the pool?" I asked this in case my kids wanted to bring friends. I was specifically told that you were allowed one guest PER PERSON LIVING IN THE APARTMENT. Now, if that was not the rule, so be it, but I know what I was told because I specifically asked the question for a reason. I was also told that if the pool was empty that the rule can be fudged a bit. These words I remember. Now, I didn't say I THOUGHT I remembered them. No, that's what happened.
So, yesterday as aforementioned, I ventured to the pool with 7 kids in tow. So, if there was myself, David and my two children, all of us whom live in the apartment, that would reason that there could be 8 of us. Well, one was a baby who I would have had to hold the whole time, but I figured I'd see how full the pool was.
So, before entering the building, I told all the children they had to be silent until we got into the pool because people were busy and didn't want it to be noisy. All kids complied with what I said! To get to the pool you have to walk through the fitness center. So, through we marched, quietly and happily. The only person in the fitness center was an old lady with bright red hair (like she was fooling anyone.) I smiled at her, David smiled at her and she glared at us in return. We get into the pool room and I remind the kids they can talk but no screaming. They were all excited and started getting into the pool as did I. David looks out the window at the office and he sees the old lady go in and start talking. He tells me that she is probably complaining. Sure enough, one of the office ladies comes in and tells us that we have too many people. Mind you, we are the ONLY ones in the pool. I tell her that I was told that it was one guest per resident. She rebutted that it was 2 guests per APARTMENT. I wasn't about to argue, but that is NOT what I was told. And I reminded her that we were the only ones even using the pool and her response was that if other people walked by and saw how many kids were in the pool they would be turned off and not want to come in. That's their problem! If they don't wanna be around 7 kids, they won't want to be around 4 kids. Because people like that are douchebags. If the kids are bad I have no problem making them get out and sit. I don't tolerate obnoxious children. Any of you that know me, know this. So, because I hate confrontation, I agreed to send 3 away. But, I was PI$$ED. And guess what! The old busybody never got in the pool. So it didn't matter anyway!!! And by the time we left there were 5 other people in the pool and not one of them cared that we were there. EW! What kind of people purposely try to screw other people out of joy in life? I told David I was going to look at the sign in sheet to see the old lady's apartment number and leave a flaming bag of dog poo at her front door. He said it would be more funny if it were a flaming diaper, but he stopped me nonetheless. (Spoilsport!)
Long story short. I hope karma gets this lady hit by a school bus. Jerk!
Oh, and the apartment complex is The Pointe and is owned by Cunat. Yeah, that's right. That's what they get for LYING TO MY FACE. Good luck getting us to stay another second after our lease is up. Nazis!