Old Lady

Friday i was working on this building. it's above Allen rd. on Dufferin.... not like anyone who reads this knows where that IS, but..... it was a short 4 story building. started off having a ladder guy there and he worked his way around the building some, about a fifth of the building. i was done my job, so i came to help.
BUT he was tired and his back hurt, so i grabed my ropes and started doing drops. we didn't get very far then ended for the day...
-----next day. which is friday. what i told you wasn't friday, it was wednesday. thursday it rained.
-----ok...
friday. i get to the job. start working. then i run into this old lady near the elevator. ARG. just thinking about her makes me mad. every highrise guy knows what i mean, and know what i'm gonna say next.
she says, "you didn't do my bedroom window."
i say in a very annoyed voice, "i'm not done the buiiiildiiiiing!"
her- "but why did you do my livingroom window and not my bedroom window?"
me- "because i can only do one window at a time."
her- "but i can see bird poop on my window. it's on the outside."
me thinking- "ah ya. i hope"
me saying- "where are you, on the back of the building? i have to finish where i am first."
her- "i'm apartment 314. PLEASE do my window!"
me- "wait till i'm done the building, and if you have a complaint, THEN make it!"
------this whole time she's following me up the elevator. ugh

SO i go back to work. a few drops later she's below me on the ground.
her- "You didn't do my window yet!"
me- "LADY! i HAVE to finish THIS FIRST!! (as i point down the front of the building) before i can get around to the BACK of the building!!!!"
her- "well make sure you......" blah blah i put my headphones on.
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then she gets me at the elevator again an hour later.
her- "are you done the front yet?"
me- "NO, you just SAW me on the front!"
her- "i want my window cleaned. it's apt 314. there is bird poop on it. it's dirty..."
me- "LOOK it will be done before i leave. and if you have a complaint, THEN complain... when the job is DONE"
and i ran to the elevator.
---it reminded me of that movie, The Duplex, with Ben Stiller. he had an old lady living above him. man i was pissed. as she talked i kept dreaming of things to do to her. like grab her by the hair and rub her face on the wall. or take her to the roof and hang her by the foot off the side of the building. i was pretty mad. but i finished the building.
then i had to carry all my gear like, a mile to the shop cuz my stupid boss can't give me a truck, or 2-way radio, or even get a guy to check on me. that crap weighs about 60 or 70 lbs.
other than that. the day went great.
--today was saturday, had a buddy over. we watched The Ringer, cuz he hadn't seen it yet. funny movie!
-i bought some new kicks. man they are WAY better than my old ones. old ones had hols on the bottom. i bought them back in nova scotia. these are Airwalks, black, and no holes. they were 40 bucks too!
k, i'm goin ta bed! bye