Saturday in Brooklyn

Today was supposed to be a lazy day. School starts on Monday, so I, with my genius timing decide to drive to Walmart. Ha! It looked like Black Friday. Everybody and their mom was there. The shelves were empty and people were more rude than ever. Ok - not sure how many people tried to cut me off in line,  because I've been in New York now for four months, so I've learned my lesson. Now, I'm like - not today homie. The lines were so long, even in the 20 items or less line, that they allowed the home and garden cashiers to take on all customers. I immediately go back there, but this lady, her mother and son decide to bring their two carts, FILLED to the brim and in the process held up the home and garden line for twenty minutes. I of course am standing behind them. Ugh! 

I finally attempt to leave the Walmart parking lot and again, people are attempting to cut me off because I have a small car. Well, not today - There was this van, the ones that you can sleep in and he thinks he is going cut me off. So when I did not allow him to cut me off - he beeps his horn. Well, it's not a regular horn sound. It was like a clown car horn sound that played a stupid tune. He kept pressing that thing and I just kept laughing - like really! It's playing a clown song with every beep.

I get back home and my apartment is on the 7th floor. I was relaxing and yes, not unpacking. I mean- don't ask me how many boxes I have stacked against the wall. Don't ask me why I won't unpack them. I can eat, shower, and sleep. Those are the necessities at the moment. Anyway, all of a sudden, I hear music coming from below me. Hmm, it's not so bad. The bass wasn't that loud. I can handle it - even though I could hear the words. I keep reading my e-book. Then I hear louder music on top of the music coming from below - but this music is coming from outside. It was so loud. So I decided to use my phone to see if I could Shazzam the song. (Shazzam is an app that will allow you to identify the music that is playing). You usually have to be close to the music, people have to be quiet, and the song will display and allow you several ways to either hear the song, buy the song or share it using some sort of social media outlet. So, tell me why, I'm on the 7th floor, windows closed and I am able to use Shazzam the song that is playing outside on the ground level. Smh. It was Chris Brown and the song was Beautiful People - the club remix. Well, thanks East Flatbush for introducing me to the neighborhood.  Although, the apartment building is pretty quiet and they stopped playing the music around 10pm. I'm not mad at that. 

Good night! 

Tammy J. 

Washing clothes?

Today was the day I decided to wash clothes. Well, I go down stairs to the dungeon and find the washers and dryers. I bought the washer and dryer card, because they no longer accept quarters - which I guess is efficient. But the stupid card cost $3 and they don't take ones or $20's. I guess the car idea makes sense, because who in the world carries around rolls of quarters? 

Anyway. 

The washer, all the washers have dirty water in the bottom of them. I think - maybe this is the way it should be and once you get it started the dirty water will go away. Umm, no.

I put my card in all of them and nothing happens. I get the super for the building who is playing his Spanish soap operas loudly in the room next door. This is after he comes into the laundry room to reintroduce himself and let me know that he knows what apartment I'm staying in. That's very observant of you, sir. Now that i need him to do his job, he reluctantly comes to let me know why my card is not working for the washers- he realizes that not just one, two, but all three are not working. He apologizes and says he will call the people and that I can go across the street to wash my clothes. Umm, excuse me? He's waving me over there and says, oh yeah, they have the same system. That's comforting? How about I don't live over there and I don't need security or the super grilling me or escorting me out of the building with dirty clothes. So, I do what any sensible person does - walk across the street and act like I live there. 

They only have one washer working! Makes me feel a whole lot better and their dungeon looks worse than ours. I only washed one load and made my way back to my apt.

I went back to get my clothes - they were still there - thank God. I am leaving the premises with my laundry bag and this guy who is dressed up in maintenance gear is eyeing me suspiciously. I'm like - I'm caught, but at least my clothes are clean. So I hold my head up high and walk across the street - like sir - everybody does it. I've only been here for three days. Lol

Night