New York Hardships

So with all things in life you have to take the good with the bad.  New York is full of these two things to the extreme.  Everything was going great so it's only right that something go wrong...

My roommate from Hell! 

In Lubbock rent was paid in cash, here it requires cash, drugs and sex, with the occasional lock out of course.  

I went to meet with my roommate in Tribeca to get to know each other better, but my roommate was not alone.  I was told I would be joining in on a three-some to help pay off debt.  It was required if I was going to remain in my room.  Although they have no real power in doing this I didn't have keys and ended up getting locked out for the second time.  

I had an interesting conversation with this guy.  He tossed my hair around on my head and touched my face in a pull you to kiss me kind of way.  Much to his surprise my super bitch came out.  He was given a fair warning to not touch me.  His reply was I'll do what I want.  I quickly snapped back with you wont touch me again.  

Mr. Drug lord got pretty pissed off at that point and said he'd touch whoever he wanted, I sassily stated he could try and then I'd be touching him with the buck knife in my pocket.  (For real, I carry a knife everywhere and I will cut a bitch).

A lot of loud cussing from him was heard all throughout the restaurant/bar.  I didn't cuss and I kept my cool, in fact I had a slight grin the entire time, I was just waiting to cut this hoe...

Anyway, he stormed out dragging the girl behind. They reminded me not to expect to get in the apartment and and pack my *bleeping* Bleep* and get out.  

Fine by me, the next day after work I packed my bags and left.  Talk about two people who don't know how lucky they are that I have calmed down in the past few years.   

Unfortunately the model rooms and hotels are packed with people for several events going on right now.  I am staying in a hostel/hotel type of thing.  It is pretty cool.  I share a kitchen and bathroom with 3 other people.  Everyone is from other countries and really laid back.  It's been a cool place and it's in a really nice neighborhood.  I'll be here a few days while my agency finds a place to stick me.  I don't mind being here at all.  It's quiet clean and doesn't have any drug whores.  

Back to that night... It was about 1 am when all this happened.  I was talking to Mom and trying to figure out what to do.  I was playing on my phone and posted that it was a bad night and my friend Daniela saw it and sent me a text.  

I ended up going to her house and staying the night!  Thank goodness, I don't  know what I would have done without her.  

I did get a free beer from the bar keep, and met a few people who saw all this going down.  I had a few offers for couches to crash on and a defense lawyer gave me his card incase I went home and was forced to hurt someone. He also gave me his wife's phone number incase I needed any help later on in my stay.  

So, it was a bad night but had a lot of positive outcomes.   I met good people, found out how good the people I know are and had the final push to leave a place I wasn't happy in.