The aftermath of RCN

Post the RCN incident, it took some serious evaluation as to whether I could move pass that situation. When someone knowingly misleads you about something so trivial, what can one expect once there is an actual friendship. Thankfully, my roommate has been so batcrap crazy from the beginning, this idea NEVER came into play.

I've had internet since the age of 13. When you grow up having unrestricted access to the world and beyond, your commitment to television is non-existent. This is the main reason I was annoyed. A typical day of rest, for me, would include turning on my laptop and catching up on all the court shows, reality shows, favorite drama, viral videos, celebrity drama, and music I had missed in the week prior because I was out working or partying.

Moving into the apartment, I didn't have internet access close to about 3 and a half weeks. As the days (weeks) went on, I grew so annoyed when I could hear Lemur and his brother, Shorty, merrily laughing at various television shows. This was the beginning of a hate-filled relationship. I started spending a lot of time away from "home" in order to catch up on my shows, I just started going to the apartment at night, to sleep.

Lemur never followed up on the RCN situation, never once did he apologize for the confusion. He never took responsibility. He, in fact, never addressed it.

This is on top of the fact that I couldn't get internet set up in MY name, because he had a past due account. Since we lived in the same apartment, I couldn't get a new service set up because his was past due. So not only was he crazy, he was a loser. A 29 year old loser, to be exact.

There are times though, especially so early in any relationship, when you think you should excuse bad behavior. We had only been living together for 8 days and things turned sour so quickly. I decided to give it another go, because this was day 8 of 365...

I talked to my parents, on my lunch break at work, and we all agreed that I should put the RCN incident in the past for a little while. That conversation I had during the second week of living there. That day I got off work at five, I was dead tired and wanted to sleep, sleep, and do some more sleeping. I got back to my apartment, changed and got into bed.

Within three minutes of me laying down, there are three loud knocks at my door. "YES," I said. "I need to talk to you," Lemur goes. I was annoyed but also kind of relieved, we were finally going to address this RCN incident. I opened the door, and Lemur says, "ME and SHORTY are not YOUR MAIDS!"