I AM NOT INSANO! Because that’s not a real thing.

So after a pitiful quarter inch of snow in this city, the town decides it’s going to lose it’s mind. I go home to my apartment after work to find this note attached to my door, of which I will transcribe in it’s entirety:

“Hello, I am Joseph from apt 211. I am sorry for breaking your window. I was throwing snowballs at my frient (sic) and accidentally hit, your window, I have put in a maintenance request. please call me at (number removed) -Joe”

I used to shovel three feet of snow in a kilt, children. What the hell?!!

Rev. Fitz
Michael Fitzgerald (Rev. Fitz) is a writer, illustrator, and amateur Electrical Engineer who lives in Seattle.

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