My Thanksgiving sucked.

I basically had a 6 ft 4 ” (1.93 meters for everyone doing math the correct way) that naturally weighs in at 260 pounds (117 kg) walk around my apartment complex blackoutted drunk. He pounded on doors, windows, screamed at tenants, postured, verbally threatened and intimidated tenants and security. But then he would stumble back into his apartment before cops arrived.

I couldn’t get him arrested despite showing cops videos of what he was going walking around.

It stunk.

I spent 3 hours crafting a sentence on an IR that would legally hold my company responsible if this man comes through my door to get me. (As he put it, “I do not like people calling the cops on me.”) I had a lot of outside help doing this. I am grateful for people smarter than myself.

I recognize it is a gamble. I know it will put me on my COO’s radar. I am sleeping with a taser next to my pillow and constantly calculating how many seconds he can have his hands on me before I am knocked unconscious (since I do not know how long it will take for the taser to stop his muscle control). That is a worst case scenario, but I must be ready for it.

I hope everyone else had a nice holiday. Today is like my first day off in like 9 days? 11 days? I have lost count.

I should add that the first weekend that this man moved into the complex, he targeted me because I refused to come into his apartment to do repairs alone while he was intoxicated. (He tried to take my job at that point. Thank God for IRs and screenshots.) He did not succeed at getting me fired.

Going to the beach did not suck. Our beaches up here are cold. empty. But for a bit, I couldn’t hear a human. Only the water. The sound of change …

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