So I just came home from ice-skating 15 minutes ago and after rushing to switch on the heater, I started smelling something burning... Like a dog, I sniffed all around the place, afraid that it would be the stove or whatever that I forgot to turn off.
Then, I found the toilet reeked of that same burning smell and is in the danger of spreading slowly over into my room, I closed the door and wondering if the neighbour's house is on fire and I am supposed to run out soon...
It hit my mind that this smell is really familiar... some freaking a**h*** smoking pot!!! Wah lau! Immediately I felt like I was staying in Bronx with a drug dealer as my neighbour.... why???? This floor has some really nice families and I have never seen anyone with a crook face walking around...
Come think of it, I saw a couple of Latino men the other day walking from the corridor towards the elevator... for a moment I thought they were plumbers (forgive my stereotyping) and never gave much of a thought.
I hope that they are not my new neighbours, and this freaking smell goes away and never come back again... Otherwise I am going to be sooo irritated!! ARgghhh...
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