330 Jay Street Part 12

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The misadventures of that building and its tenants continues.

Submitted: June 17, 2014

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330 Jay Street Part 12

 

Darryl Joel Weisman finishes his overnight shift and drives home.  While driving he turns his stereo on to hear the news.  Reports of rioting and looting all over town including the area that he lives in last night dominate the news program.  As he approaches the area he parks his car in (about four blocks from the building so Shaquanda and/or her kids won't mess with it) he sees the damage first hand.  Storefront windows smashed, glass everywhere, cars broken into, and fresh graffiti spray painted on the walls and storefronts.  After parking he takes a minute to observe the kind of graffiti.  Several "JUSTICE 4 SHAQUANDA!" were painted, along with the gang symbol for the Lourds, a local gang.  While walking back to 330 Jay Street he continues to observe damage from the rioting and looting.  "And they wonder why I carry a gun" he thinks to himself.  Surprisingly the building 330 Jay Street was untouched.  He walks into his apartment, has a beer, then goes to sleep.

 

Several hours later Mrs. Donovan calls Mike Carter into her office.  "Are you ready for court tomorrow?" she asks.

 

"As ready as I can be" Mike answers.  "I still can't believe its come to this.  That Mrs. Lifschultz is a real piece of work.  Diego and I were taught by your lawyer how to handle ourselves when her lawyer starts trying to rip us apart on the witness stand.  And as my bartender Max says its her word against mine, yours, Diego's and Diego's boss.  I mean why would she even live in a dump building like 330 if that Hello Kitty figurine was so valuable anyway?"

 

"Probably because its rent controlled" Mrs. Donovan replies.  "We just took over managing that building about two years ago.  Mrs. Lifschultz has lived in that apartment for nearly 50 years.  She only pays $100 a month for a three bedroom.  But I've never tried to force or coerce her to get out so I could rent it at market rates.  I was kind of hoping she'd do us all a favor and die already.  But I guess no such luck."

 

"Say" Mike says "I'm meeting up with Diego and Diego's boss at this great bar nearby.  Your welcome to join us."

"I'd be delighted to" Mrs. Donovan answers.

 

A few minutes later Mike and Mrs. Donovan walk into the bar, where they see Diego and Joe (Diego's boss) at the quiet table in the back.  After Max serves them they come over and sit down.  "This is a very nice place" Mrs. Donovan says.  "Do you come here often?"

 

"Actually Diego introduced me to this bar after we did our depositions.  Max the bartender's really cool and gives you your buy backs.  The foods pretty good and the jukebox has a great selection.  The best part is that there's never any trouble here.  Diego lives nearby and has been coming here for years and never once has he seen any serious trouble."

 

"You got that right" Diego says.  "Mrs. Donovan I'd like you to meet my boss Joe from Ace Exterminating Co."

 

"Pleased to meet you" Mrs. Donovan replies.  "I guess you're both ready for tomorrow.  I'm dreading it.  That miserable Mrs. Lifschultz has caused all sorts of trouble because of this.  I can't send Mike to do maintenence work in that building because of her Order of Protection.  I've had to send my secretary over there to the drop box to collect rents and maintenence requests.  Hopefully tomorrow it will all be over."

 

"Tell me about it" Joe says.  "Because of this I can't send Diego to work on accounts within 200 feet of that miserable building.  But we've got to think positive.  I've got just the song if its on the jukebox.  Let me go check."

 

A couple of minutes later the song "Beer For My Horses" by Toby Keith and Willie Nelson comes on.  The four of them clink their drink glasses singing "We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces singin' whiskey for my men, beer for my horses."

 

Back at 330 Jay Street Mrs. Lifschultz looks out her window at the mess the rioters made of the neighborhood and smiles........

 

To be continued.....

 

 

 


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