Something about Poverty and the Slumlord of my Ignorant Youth

Tonight I got to call the fire department because the meth heads that live below my apartment tried to set a thanksgiving ham on fire.

I really thought I made a good call moving downtown. I thought I made a good call when me and my other signed a lease for a shitty apartment. I thought I made a good call knowingly moving into a building full of criminals. “Gosh, what’s the worst that could happen.” Oh, how ignorant of me. Probably not the point of this blog post but I’ll get there someday.