This is a short one.
I'm unloading an AC unit for the GF today out of the van. I got a few of these a couple of years back from a friend who switched from window units to central air, and I figured I'd take one out of storage for the GF so her cat didn't cough up a lung from heat exhaustion. I don't even know if the AC unit's going to work in her place - the windows aren't the right kind for it.
Oh, and the van? Doesn't have AC. And on one side, the window doesn't roll down. Yeah.
Since GF lives on the top floor of a building, I have to haul this thing manually up to the top floor.
The exact opposite condo from her place on the other side of the building is for rent, and though I haven't seen anyone interested, I have seen people walking by checking out the sign on the corner.
So I'm huffing and puffing (did I mention this is Seattle and it's at a record 101 degrees today?) with a hundred pound AC unit in my arms trying to keep it from slipping as I go over to the gate, and Arrogant Asshat steps in front of me.
AA: Do you know which place is for rent?
Me: No, please move, this is heavy.
AA: You can take me up and show me, right?
Me: No. I don't live here. I'm dropping this off.
AA: Come on.
Me: Please move. I need to get to the gate.
AA: I'll move when you let me in to see the place.
At this point, I'm pissed off. I am not in a good mood.
Me: I AM NOT THE FUCKING MANAGER OF THIS BUILDING. I AM DROPPING OFF AN AC. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY OR I'M DROPPING THIS THING ON YOU NOW. NOW FUCKING MOVE OR I WILL -MAKE- YOU MOVE.
AA: How dare you talk to me like that? I'll have you know I am a customer and I am ready to...
Me: (moves to shove AC unit at AA and drop it)
AA: That's assault!
Me: (not having dropped the AC, now gently setting it down) No. That's not assault. That is "get out of my way, I have a heavy object and you are in danger of it being dropped on you".
AA leaves muttering veiled threats.
I went back out to lock up the van and I saw AA getting thrown out of the liquor store down the street by an irate store owner.
Today's lesson, kids: Very Large People who are in Seattle who are not directly in front of box fans are not the people you want to piss off.
I'm unloading an AC unit for the GF today out of the van. I got a few of these a couple of years back from a friend who switched from window units to central air, and I figured I'd take one out of storage for the GF so her cat didn't cough up a lung from heat exhaustion. I don't even know if the AC unit's going to work in her place - the windows aren't the right kind for it.
Oh, and the van? Doesn't have AC. And on one side, the window doesn't roll down. Yeah.
Since GF lives on the top floor of a building, I have to haul this thing manually up to the top floor.
The exact opposite condo from her place on the other side of the building is for rent, and though I haven't seen anyone interested, I have seen people walking by checking out the sign on the corner.
So I'm huffing and puffing (did I mention this is Seattle and it's at a record 101 degrees today?) with a hundred pound AC unit in my arms trying to keep it from slipping as I go over to the gate, and Arrogant Asshat steps in front of me.
AA: Do you know which place is for rent?
Me: No, please move, this is heavy.
AA: You can take me up and show me, right?
Me: No. I don't live here. I'm dropping this off.
AA: Come on.
Me: Please move. I need to get to the gate.
AA: I'll move when you let me in to see the place.
At this point, I'm pissed off. I am not in a good mood.
Me: I AM NOT THE FUCKING MANAGER OF THIS BUILDING. I AM DROPPING OFF AN AC. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY OR I'M DROPPING THIS THING ON YOU NOW. NOW FUCKING MOVE OR I WILL -MAKE- YOU MOVE.
AA: How dare you talk to me like that? I'll have you know I am a customer and I am ready to...
Me: (moves to shove AC unit at AA and drop it)
AA: That's assault!
Me: (not having dropped the AC, now gently setting it down) No. That's not assault. That is "get out of my way, I have a heavy object and you are in danger of it being dropped on you".
AA leaves muttering veiled threats.
I went back out to lock up the van and I saw AA getting thrown out of the liquor store down the street by an irate store owner.
Today's lesson, kids: Very Large People who are in Seattle who are not directly in front of box fans are not the people you want to piss off.
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