Ah, Thursdays! The first of Raoul's three days per week off!
Raoul's an emergency room, surgical nurse at UNMH. Works 9pm to 7am. Pulls down about two hundred/night, four days/week.
He lives in an even crappier apartment than I do. We share a fence.
He's addicted to: alcohol, marijuana and cocaine.
He's the one who was out there, chanting, "nigger! dyke!" over the fence at me a week or so ago.
I just heard him, planning his Ideal Home to one of his addiction buddies.
He has no friends; he must bribe people with mind altering substances, food and money to listen to his demented rantings.
Here's Raoul's Ideal Home:
Two storage containers, the kinds used on freight trains and shipping boats, welded together. Not bad, so far. Two toilets: one for guests, one for him, attached to the same pipe (I'm assuming he wants to LIVE on a boat, and flush raw sewage into the body of water he's floating in?). Still, not bad.
Now for the fun part: there will be no: carpetting, upholstery, wood, fabrics, drapes. All furniture will be metal or plastic. Same with flooring and walls.
"A matter of personal taste," you're telling yourself, right?
Wrong!
His logic, and I'm not making this up, folks: when the guests vomit and become incontinent from ingesting toxic levels of mind altering chemicals, he can HOSE THE HOUSE DOWN with a hose and pressure sprayer!
Yep, you heard it here, first!
This man lives eight feet from my front door.
And he calls ME crazy?
whoa.....
By the way, the REASON he lives here, besides pure laziness, is that, out of the six hundred per week he earns, he spends almost all of it on chemicals.
He owns three used cars, none of which he dares drive.
He can't take vacations, although he has three days off per week, because he knows damned well that, if he acted in public like he acts here, they'd lock him up in a heart beat. Ditto for dining in restaurants, going out to movies or even going to bars!
He's a prisoner in his home, in order to support his habits.
If you're, heaven forbid, in an emergency, at night, in Albuquerque, New Mexico, Sundays through Wednesdays, he'll be your surgical nurse.
I told the hospital nursing supervisor about him a year ago. He's still working there. He fakes his urine tests.
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