Who's Laughing Now?
Indy drove me to get food earlier. When I was getting out of the car, the evil psycho lady parked next to us. She got out and started taking some of the things from her trunk. Right as I finished getting out of the cars (and tis wasn't easy because my left arm and leg still aren't cooperating), I saw her get an evil smirk on her face. Was she laughing at me? I watched her for a minute and then I realized my food was going to get cold and she really wasn't worth it.
I walked/hopped away and heard a laugh. One single evil low laugh. That psycho bitch was laughing at me. Oh, it was on. It was on like Donkey Kong.
I told Indy to pick me up because we would get to the elevator quicker if he carried me. Why was I suddenly in such a hurry to get to the elevator? I had a plan. I had seen the psycho lady's trunk and it was filled with bags. There was no way she'd walk up the stairs with all those bags. I've seen her at the gym downstairs, and she always broke out in a sweat and started panting about a minute and a half after she got on the treadmill. She'd have to take the elevator. When we got to my floor, I told Indy to run into my apartment and get the big box empty box that was in my closet. I stayed in the elevator and made sure it stayed open. Indy came out with the box and we placed it half way between the elevator and the hallway so that the doors would keep opening up when they tried to close.
We ran (I hopped) to my apartment and waited. I knew that the guy at the front desk wouldn't come up to see why the elevator wasn't coming down (he refuses to abandon his post), so the psych bitch would have to take the stairs. Indy and I ate on the floor by the door so we wouldn't miss it when the psycho bitch came up.
After twenty minutes, we heard someone down the hallway. We carefully opened the door a little and peeked. The psycho bitch had about six heavy bags in each hand and was out of breath. She slowly dragged herself and the bags down the hallway. When she reached the elevator, she stopped and dropped her bags. I'm pretty sure some eggs or soda exploded because I saw something splatter on her. Then, she screamed. If you've ever seen Mean Girls, then you probably remember the insanely long, ear piercing scream that Rachael McAdams' character let out when she found out that Lindsey Lohan was making her fat. It wasn't exactly that high pitched, but that's what I was reminded of. She looked mad.
The psycho bitch didn't even bother to pick up the bags, she just stomped to her door, opened it, and slammed it behind her. I, of course, laughed my socks off.
I walked/hopped away and heard a laugh. One single evil low laugh. That psycho bitch was laughing at me. Oh, it was on. It was on like Donkey Kong.
I told Indy to pick me up because we would get to the elevator quicker if he carried me. Why was I suddenly in such a hurry to get to the elevator? I had a plan. I had seen the psycho lady's trunk and it was filled with bags. There was no way she'd walk up the stairs with all those bags. I've seen her at the gym downstairs, and she always broke out in a sweat and started panting about a minute and a half after she got on the treadmill. She'd have to take the elevator. When we got to my floor, I told Indy to run into my apartment and get the big box empty box that was in my closet. I stayed in the elevator and made sure it stayed open. Indy came out with the box and we placed it half way between the elevator and the hallway so that the doors would keep opening up when they tried to close.
We ran (I hopped) to my apartment and waited. I knew that the guy at the front desk wouldn't come up to see why the elevator wasn't coming down (he refuses to abandon his post), so the psych bitch would have to take the stairs. Indy and I ate on the floor by the door so we wouldn't miss it when the psycho bitch came up.
After twenty minutes, we heard someone down the hallway. We carefully opened the door a little and peeked. The psycho bitch had about six heavy bags in each hand and was out of breath. She slowly dragged herself and the bags down the hallway. When she reached the elevator, she stopped and dropped her bags. I'm pretty sure some eggs or soda exploded because I saw something splatter on her. Then, she screamed. If you've ever seen Mean Girls, then you probably remember the insanely long, ear piercing scream that Rachael McAdams' character let out when she found out that Lindsey Lohan was making her fat. It wasn't exactly that high pitched, but that's what I was reminded of. She looked mad.
The psycho bitch didn't even bother to pick up the bags, she just stomped to her door, opened it, and slammed it behind her. I, of course, laughed my socks off.
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