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Living with the Presidente.

A tongue in cheek account of living with the Presidente, OR how to survive and extended 'family' of 183.

If it wasn't for the sex.......I'd be a lesbian ! ! !
Friday, August 8, 2008 @ 5:10 PM

                                                                    

My life is full of 'grumpy' men, both old and young.

Last night, a seven year old male stuck a key in the main back door and broke the lock and the 24 hour locksmith ( male ) said he couldn't  come till 11am today ( so what does 24 hour mean ? )

This morning ( early ) a chap rang the doorbell to say he hadn't got any electrickery. Dia you pay the bill asks El Presidente. It's on direct debit says he, but  I've got a new bank account and did not give it to Ibedrola..............

Straight after that the phone rang and an owner from England ( male ) wanted to know why he was on the debtor's list ( how does he know cos we only put it in the notice board at 5pm yesterday? ) Simple answer............because you've not paid your dues !!

Off to the pool for a cooling dip to be confronted by the annual blow up dingy with large male and four little males. Please take the boat out of the pool says I. * ###***###*** says he ( I think he meant NO )

Then I opened an e mail which was enquiring as to why his name had been displayed on the debtor's list in 2004. WHAT, why has it taken you so long to ask ? and by the way, you are STILL in arrears !!

Enter El Presidente. Hi Darling, you ok? ( from me ). Grunt, from El Presidente. What's wrong ( me ). Grunt from El Presidente. Ok, it's going to be one of THOSE conversations is it?

So I'm off to find a woman to talk to now cos I DO NOT want another conversation with a grumpy male !!!
NO SEX.......................................just logical conversation !!




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Mark said:
Friday, August 8, 2008 @ 3:27 PM

Being a president myself I know about this grunting thing. I do it too and it drives my wife mad, but its the only way to cope with all the residents driving me mad every day.

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