Lies
August 13, 2009 / 4:34 p.m.
Another day, another fight with my landlord. The low-point this time she-- threatened to have me evicted by the sheriff when I continued to make the case that I had the right to have drinks in my room.
And on it goes.
Twelve bald-faced lies by her or so later, and I was ready to leave for the day.
When I would call her on her lies and force her to admit that she wasn't dealing with the truth, she'd start crying and walk off into the other room or completely change the topic.
It's just a fight you can't win, Lyle. No matter what you do, you can't win, so why even bother to try.
Just move out. Let this person be the way they are... and move on.