The Adventure Continues

One glass of cheap champagne, and I was in bed, continuing to binge watch YOU on my phone, but so falling asleep that I shut the phone down at 10:00 and it was lights out for this party girl.

I vaguely recall hearing fireworks, or gun shots, indicating the year changing from 2021 to 2022 but, thanks to the champagne, it was a momentary awareness and I went right back into REM state.

After Trainer said, "Let’s take a selfie to commemorate last training session of the year" a lot happened yesterday.

I think I discovered the secret of how to look skinny in a photo.

Hide half my body behind another person and strike a pose. LOL.

Once back at the complex, first happening was we had a 3.5 earthquake. Only I didn’t realize it was a quake.

I thought it was Next Door Neighbor either having something heavy hauled up the stairs or down the stairs and, being nosey, took a look outside, but saw nothing.

Shortly after, I saw the Archeologist had posted about an earthquake.

Then, not able to get the idea out of my head that I was to go to Walmart for some unknown reason, and realizing I’d forgotten to pick up bubble wrap for decorations I’d planned to put back into storage today, I googled Walmart hours, learned they were open until 11:00 that night.

I set the DVR to record Judge Judy and headed out before it got dark … before I started in on that champagne/binge watching and hightailed it over to Walmart.

Once reaching the parking lot, I said to myself Okay, I’m here. What am I supposed to see? Who am I supposed to run into?

Nothing happened, saw and interacted with no one … except the guy at the door who checked my receipt for bubble wrap and electrical tape.

He quipped, "I’d like to take your bubble wrap, wrap some of these people in it, toss them out the door".

Okay, Dexter, thought I.

Arriving back at the complex, I saw someone had done something hilarious to the gate's card reader.

Googly Eye added

That was pretty funny, but I didn’t think, the opportunity to capture a pic, was the reason I’d had to go to Walmart, be outside at that particular time.

But then, in the driver side mirror, I saw a figure approaching the car.

It was my old buddy Apache!

He was in the process of helping a long-time resident move, saw me pulling into the driveway.

He looked good — well rested now that he’s not filled with anger and frustration at the Tyrant, having to deal with being harassed (for years) because he spoke up for the seniors.

Now keep in mind, Apache not only does not live here, he's not allowed (by the office) to even be on the property.

I've heard he meets friends from here down the street, they take the bus to the Casino, but he doesn't visit them in their unit.

He was on the property this day only because he knew no one was around to enforce his not being here.

So, keeping in mind Apache no longer lives here, is not allowed on the property, he's not finished with tormenting the Tyrant. He restarted the resident's facebook page — which Tyrant can now do nothing about, and Apache knows more than I do about what’s going on.

For instance, that Big Linda took a fall and broke her back.

I didn't know that, but Yipes!

These falls.

So Deadly.

So Scary.

Apache didn’t know if the fall happened here or elsewhere, whether Big Linda was recuperating in her unit with help, or if she’d been placed in a facility.

I also didn't know that three long-time residents are moving out — one of which was the resident he was here helping to move.

With a waiting list, the Tyrant won’t have a problem getting new tenants in, but it evidently was a blow, and not a good look for him, that three long timers have all given notice at the same time.

It prompted the Tyrant to say to the lady Apache was helping, "I don’t know what I did, but I’m sorry".

Yeah, sure, you (the Tyrant) don’t know why long-time residents are moving, you cheap, incompetent, no response arse.

Evidently, the Tyrant tried to make some sort of amends, win friends, influence people, by giving gifts to a group in the Community Room at a bingo session.

The gift was a bag of Doritos and a Candy Bar which, I'm told, instead of winning friends just further pissed the group off as to how they feel about his cheap incompetent arse.

If I know him, the Doritos and Candy Bar were left over from his home's Halloween giveaway.

Asking Apache if he’d heard about the Patio Contest and had any information on winners. He didn’t know who 1st and 2nd place were but, would you believe he, who doesn't live here, knew who'd won 3rd Place.

It was a patio I’d mentioned as having seen when taking the long way out of the complex, but never in my wildest dreams imagined it would actually place.

Will be interesting to see, once the announcement comes out ... IF the announcement comes out, what other residents, with patios I was sure were more likely to rank than this one, have to say.

So, anyway, talk about being in the right place at the right time.

Isn’t it interesting that had I not been outside at a time I’m never outside, but was there only because I kept hearing that weird guy saying "Walmart", I’d have missed that reconnecting with Apache, get the tea on what’s going on here.

Coincidence?

I think not.