T is really defensive about his weed habit.
I asked him today if he would refrain from smoking near the vent in his bathroom, as the vent connects directly with my bedroom and delivers quite a lot of smoke in the middle of the night. It's disconcerting. If he has a mystery lady joining him in his compartment (to be all Agatha Christie about it) and she smokes, I get double the dose wafting onto my head. I asked him if, when he has someone joining him in smoking up, please smoke either on the balcony or away from the vent, I got a variety of responses, one of which was a total disregard for my desire to sleep smoke-free. At this point he will not even acknowledge that if a non-smoker of any stripe enters a room where smoking of any type has occurred, the non-smoker will instantly pick up the scent of smoke in the bedding, the drapes, and etc. They will know that smoking occurs there. I have gotten into my own vehicle and have been confronted by the smell of weed. It's in my fucking clothes. If I get pulled over by a cop and he smells it, um.. I look suspicious. From that I heard, "Wow, who's paranoid now?" I got a lot of yammering about how he can't wait to wrap up the probate stuff and move on. Frankly? It's okay with me. He has no regard really for my request not to smell like a smokehouse because he doesn't respect me and he fully plans to continue doing whatever he wants once he leaves here. I said, "Why don't you just smoke on the balcony? All you have to do is slide the door open." Well, someone might see him. Really? In the middle of the night? Unlikely. And according to our neighbor over the wall, the house on the end on the other side is occupied by a drug dealer. The laws of physics ensure no one who gives a rat's ass will see a thing. The people on the exact flipside of the wall smoke up also! (He doesn't know this but I do.) It is an easily preventable situation but apparently he is unable to simply say, "Ok." He called me out on some horrendous thing I do (it is a little horrendous) and I said, "Ok." I did. I said ok. I will correct that and you can correct this. What says the jury about the likelihood of my waking up in a green cloud of smoke in the next 72 hours.
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