Going to be a long, hot summer here. Fleas are already starting to blossom. Isn't it funny. Here, I have a few fleas, but nothing bad. At M's house, there is a freaking infestation. Seriously, you go in one room and get fifty jumping on your ankle. Lets see, I have dogs, she has dogs. I have cats, she has cats. Why is her house so much worse?
Two words. Air Conditioning. I have it, she doesn't. Wait a minute, you say. She lives in south Louisiana and doesn't have air conditioning? Yep, you are right. That should have been a red flag twelve years ago, but I was stupid and I paid dearly for my sins. There are people who don't have air conditioning, I realize. They, however, are poor, live in a trailer, have no job, etc. M is none of these. She is quite well off, has a nice old house, and could easily afford the small additional expense of air conditioning. Why not, then? I. Don't. Know. As one of my friends told her - He said she is probably the only, and we mean only person of her socioeconomic status (i.e. rich person) in Louisiana that doesn't have air conditioning.
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