A man came to my apartment this morning at 9, he was looking for my roommate who had left at 8. Much earlier than usual. I find this strange. Usually she leaves at 9:30 to get breakfast at the local diner and then comes back at ten thirty to ready herself for work at the gas station down the street. Today she just left.
I told the man to go away. He smelled strongly of cigarettes and liquor and had a slur to his voice. When he was hesitant to leave I threatened to call the police. The threat of this did make him run. He was without a car. I watched out my window as he wandered across the street and then turned left. I'll tell my roommate he stopped by. I didn't get him name but I have the exact description.
About five foot seven, average build, beer belly, unshaven, gray eyes, square jaw, crooked nose, greasy light brown hair that needs to be cut, receding hair line, wedding ring.
I think thats a pretty good description. If he comes back again I'll bring my gun with me to the door. I don't like him. Leah is not home yet and this troubles me some. It is about eleven. She is a half an hour late. Though she did put the paper on the table for me before she left which was nice I suppose. Though it is just out of my reach so I will have to tilt the table to get at it. She probably did that on purpose to prove that she is actually NOT being nice. I'll ask her when she gets home.
I'm going to put on the coffee. It's going to be a shitty day. I can tell.