She claimed that I broke her cable. I saw her for the second time in my life. She was very to the point, very exact. Quiet and to the point. She was nice. Quiet. I felt comfortable enough to just go and visit her. I was supposed to connect her VCR. And there went the programming. She was very much into MSNBC. She watched it all day long. She was smart. Quiet and smart. I fixed her bathroom door too. Now it closed.
The television was out. Gray snow. She got furious. All of a sudden. She was mad. The place turned from cool to cold. A split second. I knew this treatment. Now I knew where it originated.
I was responsible for NOMSNBC. It was me. I was it. I haddunneit. I was the one. Until maybe 15 minutes later, when she realized that she had not paid the bill. Incredible timing. What a timing.
She called them. MSNBC came back. Easy. Easy. Easy. Do not hurt me. I do not really want to be here.