This morning, I think, was probably the craziest morning we've had in this apartment. Our downstairs neighbor, Ellen, went out with a bunch of her friends last night because she literally hadn't been out in like 6 years because her boyfriend, Rob, is crazy. Well we didn't know that until today at least, haha. So she got really drunk and decided to play it safe and stay at her friends house with her roommates and they are all GIRLS, mind you, so she comes home at like 8 or 9 and Rob FLIPS out even though she called and told him and he decided to a.) take the car battery out of her car, b.) take her cellphone, and c.) take all of her money and just left after screaming at her for like and hour and Jessi, this one girl that came home with her, said she heard a lot of stuff thumping around in the bedroom.
She called the cops and three patrol cars showed up and Joe and our other neighbor were outside and Joe was drinking a beer (because it's like 6pm to him) and the cop looks at his watch and it like "still drinking from lsat night or just starting?" lol. Anyway, htey could'nt do anything since both their names were on the title, etc but she was a mess. I ended up driving Jessi home to Cherry Hill and I was going to offer Ellen a ride to work but I don't think she was in a condition to work. It sucks but they have like two kids together and I feel bad because he's probably like that all the time. He's like ok when he talks to us but freaks out a lot.
Anyway, after all that, I took Jack to the groomer to get a bath, his nails clipped, all the good stuff then drove to Philadelphia to work at a pool for a bit but the other girl was just a huge bitch so I left at 4 (it closes at five anyway) after calling Bob and telling him I had to pick my dog up from the groomer anyway before they closed. So she called me and left a huge bitchy message and I was just like "whatever" and didn't even listen to half of it.