So today, I drove by Turner Stadium to see the Jr Olympics going on. It was busy. Once again, I drove by those dang apartments and see all the dishes for dish TV so I decided to stop.
I went in and spoke to MGMT and explained my concern. She simply said, she could get me one for a special price too. I explained to her that wasn't the problem but I was concerned how our tax dollars were being used.
I then ask her how many renters were on food stamps? She said, I'm not sure but I know if your hungry they will feed you and continue to explain Ms. ----- in 211 could cook.
As I look up , a man came walking in with a doobie in his mouth and I was appalled as he could tell by the look on my face. He said, do you wanna a hit and of course I declined but I think he might have gotten offended.
So the morale of this story is, they sure do share and they are not stingy! He invited me to watch a movie at his house any time.
I then departed the premised with a new found logic. One in which I can't explain!