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JUST VENTING...by b. Malin
SO WHAT'S THE STORY?
Ok, so here we are TWO weeks later and still NO PERMIT. Bobbi Rant, a Wonderful Hubber, on Hub Pages made the comment that I had more patience than she'd have. Well Surprise, Bobbi, I have RUN out of PATIENCE!
The town of N. Palm Beach is GREEDY! There I've said it. I understand the why of a PERMIT, but not the logic of how long it should take to approve 4 Simple Ceiling Fans to be put up by a "Licensed Electrician", as well as ONE ceiling drywall... There should be an Express Line for this type of Permit. After all it's not like the INSPECTOR won't be back out to check it. He literally Hangs out in the area waiting to POUNCE on some unsuspecting Condo Owner. The other day he SHUT DOWN someone who was changing their Front Door... Yes, that's right, their FRONT DOOR! Can you believe it...Believe it, THEY NEEDED A PERMIT. The GREED of Town Government. I put in a call to Bill, the Electrician, and hope to hear from him soon. And so, this Day, of the "Condo with the View" begins...
Lover Man and I wake up to "Glenn Beck" talking on his Radio Program...Well Lover Man gets that look that says "I want your body"...and I'm thinking, "why not, it's dirty hair day, and I'll shower afterwards". And so we are making Love quite feverishly to this Radio talk show. Afterwards I say, "I think we're becoming deranged...Where's "Barry White" when you need him". Lover Man smiles contentedly as he replies, wouldn't Glenn Beck be surprised to know the effect he had on us". I'm thinking, I don't know what I'm thinking.
We are now Showered, dressed and eating when I say to Lover Man, we should go to the "Rehab Center" for our elderly Neighbor from back home who is also in Florida, has had a stroke. His wife called me the other day to tell me. The conversation went like this. (SHE) "Well, you NEVER call, why haven't I heard from you?" I try to reply that I had spoken to her last week. But she has "SELECTIVE HEARING"...Actually she refuses to wear her "Hearing Aids" and so the conversation becomes a Screaming Match for me. With her saying, "What did you say...I CAN'T HEAR YOU'! And me Repeating and Repeating. Today, however she has both ears in, and so we are able to talk. She tells me how "Greedy" these Rehab places are, and now they may move him to a Hospital. It's sad, and in the end she thanks me for calling and will let us know when we can see him.
Well we are Clean, so no Pool today...that's for tomorrow, and Dirty Hair Day...Don't Judge. So we decide to go to "Walmart's SUPER Store" OMG, you need a Road Map to navigate through it. Ah, the "Greed" of the shopper for a bargain. Suddenly Bells go off and an announcement is made to go to the RED LIGHT SIGN near Fruits and Vegetable, they are giving away a FREE KNIFE. Well we just happened to be over there when the CROWD appears. A Lady says to us, "Did I hear correctly, are they giving away FREE KNIVES"? "I think so I reply". Well of course it turns out to be a Demo for a Large Cutting Knife. Big enough to cut a Cow in half! Our Greed leaves us as we realize we have to stand through a 15 minute demo to get this tiny little Paring Knife. And so we head for the Checkout line...The Twenty Items or Less line. We quickly count our items, we have 22...we look at each other...and I say, "Are we being GREEDY"? and before Lover Man can answer, we hear that famous song, by "Barry White"... the one we should have heard this morning, instead of "Glenn Beck" and we just Smile!