And it is Monday.
Kitty here on the bed sleeping already – he is worn out from a night of sleeping.
Ron isn’t crazy. He ran into a neighbor who said his laptop had been stolen out of his locked apartment. So Ron did have his laptop with him on his flight home and did have it in his apartment.
Someone broke into Ron’s locked apartment, grabbed his laptop, and then re-locked the door.
The neighbor says that they (the management?) suspect that it is some tenants on the third floor – seven guys all in one unit – but that they don’t have enough information to actually do anything about it. That’s bullshit. If there’s seven guys living in one studio apartment they could surely inspect the unit just on grounds of living conditions and occupancy laws. Ron is trying to get his locks changed as soon as possible – but we’re not even sure if that is going to make a difference. Maybe we’ll have to go to Home Depot and install a padlock ourselves.
If there’s seven guys in one room on the third floor that probably means meth. They probably go through apartments during the day, grab stuff and sell it for drug money. This might also be how Ron’s digital camera got lost last year.
The only sunny side to all this is
Ron: I told you I’m not crazy! I never forget anything! I was right!