Life as an Extreme Sport

an open letter to the other people living here

Dear other people residing in my apartment complex,
Apartments are for living in. Not for starting fires in. And while I do both acknowledge that this was an unintentional cooking fire, and appreciate that you did not mace the building common areas prior to starting the fire, the end result – me standing in the cold (and while already sick and miserable) with two pissed off cats, and inhaling smoke (did I mention the already sick and miserable thing? Let’s add in being asthmatic, too) – is the same, as is the lingering and insistent smell of smoke that makes me feel as though I’ve been teleported to the middle of a camp fire someone is just putting out.

With love,
– the cranky, cold, sick asthmatic in #17
and her two pissy cats