'Til The Sweat Drips From My Balls

You have got to be kidding me! The woman I am dating thinks "I'm sorry" covers up for all of the wrong she has done over the past month. Sometimes that works but not this time. The trolling on the dating website would still be going on if a friend of mine had not tipped me off. I don't know if she is sorry because she got caught or she is truly sorry but it doesn't matter. I told her to put herself in my shoes. The bottom line is that she eroded every bit of trust I had in her and once the trust is gone, it takes quite a bit of time and effort for it to be earned back. Now my apartment complex decides to start screwing with me (and believe me I am trying to keep this at least PG rated). My air conditioning has been acting up for about a week now during the hottest stretch we have had this year. It was supposed to be fixed a week ago; then on Monday, and now they have got three truck loads full of heating and air guys standing outside my window that could not put air in a Jenna Jameson blow up doll. My foot is going in somebody's ass tomorrow as soon as the damn Apartment complex office opens. To top it all off, the Office manager called me today and asked if I would consider moving out a week early. I will sleep on the damn floor before I move out a minute early just to spite their sorry asses. If it gets too hot in here, I am going to go sit in their nice, air conditioned office buck ass naked with the sweat dripping from my balls until they decide to get my air conditioning fixed.