Monday, September 27, 2004
So I got home from work last night and visited with a friend from work for a while. Then I went to start packing and noticed that some things where not the way they were left. For starters the folding door between upstairs and down stairs was wide open. We normally have this closed so the cats can't get on the stairs and that leaves a no cat buffer zone between the apartments for Owen upstairs who is allergic to cats. Next I noticed that the light was on. which is really odd because I did not even know there was a light. Then I noticed the damage on the door and door frame and the upper lock that I had locked myself was...Well...unlocked.. The hole in the frame was a perfect fit for our crow bar. And the door looked like it had been pried open. I saw that the lights were on upstairs so I figured I would go up and see if Owen had noticed anything amiss, however he did not answer. So I did not touch anything, and waited for my man to get home. Because our phones were disconnected today (yet one more major stress on top of the rest this week) we had to go over and use my parents phone to call the RCMP-where I had to face my little whore...sister. So we called Kelly first to make sure he didn't do it. Then the RCMP to report it. After which my parents mentioned that Owen had been acting weird when they walked past. John decided to call and find out what the hell was going on, where upon Owen admits that HE BROKE INTO OUR APARTMENT AND DAMAGED THE DOOR BECAUSE HE LOST HIS KEYS! John freaks on him and says that he can call the cops back and tell them what happened and see if they'll stop the officer from coming out to our place! If the asshole had answered his door in the first place the RCMP would not have been involved.
Maybe it's a good thing he didn't though, because since we're moving we now have it on record that he did the damage and we can't be held responsible. However I was not sure if the call had gone on record because they did not sent anyone out. So I called back just to find out for sure. As it turned out Owen had called the RCMP right after we told him to, but he told them that he was going to get his mom to pay for the damage. Dispatch ended up getting frustrated with my question and sent someone out anyway. We now have a case ID number that we can reference...just in case. Still makes us wonder though, we had some DVD's go missing while we where in Edmonton, no signs of forced entry and nothing else was taken...
But how is this for coincidence...when Kris, Jackie, John and myself were robbed in Surrey, the people who did it came in through John's and my bedroom window. Guess which window Owen used to get into our home this time.
I started this fight between myself and all of John's friends and their friends, got told my whore...sister...is pregnant and got told by my mom to grow up and accept it, then had my home violated again, all in the same week. I'm at the point now where a pin could drop and I'd die laughing in hysterics.
I want the world to stop for a moment just so I can catch my breath and have a good cry. But we're moving in a few days so no rest for me.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 3:44 AM,
