I’ve been hearing the maids on my brother’s walkie that he brought for who knows what reasons. Well they carry walkie talkies around, like I used to when I worked at the youth center.
At first I was thinking that I was being spied on (it sucks being paranoid all the time). Once I figured it out, it was pretty funny since the maids sometimes bark into their walkie or sing. Of course I said something back, I don’t want to be rude... I don’t think that they yet realize that they have a traitor amongst them.
I really feel as though I’ve made myself some new friends.
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