SLOW DAY, INTO EVENING.
NEAR 7:PM, IN THE PLACE I RENT.
STRANGE THAT PLUMBERS SHOWED UP AT NIGHT!
I WAS STUDYING A BOOK ONLINE.
NEEDED TO HURRY, SHOWER, AND GO GET DINNER, SINCE I HAVE NO KITCHEN TO EVER PREPARE OR COOK HERE.
THE HARSH SHARP KNOCK STARTLED ME.
I DID N OT OPEN THE DOOR, AS I NEVER EXPECT ANYONE HERE.
I CALLED THROUGH THE DOOR.
WHOMEVER KNOCKED DID NOT ANSWER ME!
I ASKED AGAIN, WHO IS IT?
A WOMAN'S VOICE. I COULD NOT UNDERSTAND HER, I DISCERNED IT TO LIKELY BE THE NIGHT DESK MANAGER.
SHE LOOKED UPSET, BUT IS MOST ALWAYS THIS WAY.
SHE TRIED TO EXPLAIN THAT AGAIN SOMEONE HAS A SLOW PLUMBING ON THE FIRST FLOOR, ONE FLOOR BELOW.
BUT THIS HAS BEEN A STRANGE SITUATION SINCE I FIRST ARRIVED HERE.
THE PLUMBERS WERE 2 YOUNGER MEN.
ONE RATHER BARGED IN, HE WAS SPEAKING INTO HIS CELLPHONE, WHAT SOUNDED LIKE HEBREW FROM ISR.
THEY BOTH HAD THAT SAME BOLD AUTHORITATIVE MANNER I'VE MET BEFORE.
BUT, THEY TURNED OUT TO BE FROM PALESTINE.
A YOUNGER ONE CAME IN ALSO TO PLUG IN EQUIPMENT.
THEY STAYED ON THE PROPERTY FOR A WHILE.
WENT UP TO THE ROOF.
IT GREW LATE.
I HAD TO SKIP SHOWER.
IT WAS LATE.
AFTER 9PM APPROX.
A DRIVE TO THE GROCERY.
THEN TO GET A SANDWICH.
ODDLY, A UKRAINIAN MAN CAME IN.
ONE HAS TO WONDER ABOUT THE ODD ENCOUNTERS.
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