I’ve lost a good chunk of privacy living here…
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Let me give you a glimpse of what my housing situation looks like. I live in a duplex. I can enter into my neighbors house through my kitchen; that is if my neighbor and I unlock the kitchen door on both sides. I have a small patio behind my house, but the compound guard is 6 feet from my door. I barely sit out there b/c its kinda awkward. I still have a hard time fully grasping how male-female relationships are to be handled here, so I avoid too much interaction with my guard. To continue…I have a massive window facing the patio and the guards hut. Right by my window there’s a plug which the guards use to charge their cell phone. B/c it gets so hot here I need to leave my windows open for fresh air, but that also means that I can hear every convo the guard has, they can hear everything I say, and why deprive my next door neighbor of my juicy life when they can hear all that I’ve got to say as well.
So much for privacy.
So though everyone can hear me & I can hear them, I leave my curtains down so that at least the guards can’t peek into my place at all times.
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Today it was pouring outside. A nice breeze was causing my curtains to flap so I decided to pull my curtain aside for at least a wee bit. The cool wind coming in felt great, but lo and behold not even 5 min. later my guard puts his face to my window and greets me. Again, so much for privacy. He stands there for several minutes talking up a storm and then he proceeds by sitting outside my window and just chatting away. Don’t get me wrong, I really like this guard. He’s a sweetheart and has the biggest smile, which he always wears, but I ain’t liking it when I’m constantly watched as I sit in the living room doing whatever it is I wanna do.
(Humph* – stop your whinin’ Becks!)
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Speaking of my guard, he just charged his phone outside my window. Oh and there goes a convo I’m gonna be forced to eaves drop on.
Goodbye privacy, it was nice knowing you.
i loved the post scumpi!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i love you