Relief/Diner Online Submissions System

This morning I hear an all too familiar sound of knocking at the front door at an ungodly hour of the day.

"Do they come and knock as loud as they can on purpose?" I groggily ask myself

The constable states that "they" said my rent's late even though it's only the 19th and we don't have rent due.

"I've heard that before," I wearily reply.

This "they" is the apartment management. I've come up with a new term for them: "chupacabra." You can Google that one if you don't know what it means.

I say "Okay, you have a great day sir."

Why don't I say what I really think?

What I really think is, "How much do 'they' pay you to come and deliver this note to me at 5:51 in the morning?" and then I think, "How much are 'they' charging me for this note you're delivering?"