Thursday, October 3, 2024

AIR blog, #7, It could be so easy, kids, but no.

Greetings from the AIR house. Blog #7 about what it's like renting a room month-to-month in a house where the three other bedrooms are rented out on airbnb.

Aside from the usual no one locking the front door, the stealing/hording of toilet paper and other house items, people booking a room for only one person and letting their boyfriends/friends crash there too, there's also drugs. There's only one type of airbnb bookers who do all of the above. One. They're the same people who make fun of how others workout in gyms and post videos for content on their social media but when they get called out for it - then turn around and play the race card/victim card. You know what I'm saying. "Victims". That's what is currently going on in the AIR house. 

A week ago, a young woman booked the room to my right for herself but it's not just for her, her boyfriend is staying here also. Typical AIR house behavior for "the victim". Pay for one person but two stay. They both smoke pot in her room all day/night like it's a Cheech & Chong movie when there's a strict no smoking in the house policy, but wait, she's still "the victim" here even though they fill the house with pot smoke nonstop against the rules. Then the housekeeper came by last night with toilet paper because the AIR guests ran out, currently just the two people in the room to my right, they, the couple, went through TWELVE rolls of toilet paper in nine days. Just them. I have my own (everything) and don't use AIR house products. Twelve rolls of toilet paper in nine days. One roll of toilet paper lasts me about five days. The housekeeper, smelling pot, knocked on the young woman's bedroom door and asks, "Are you smoking in the house? There's no smoking in the house." To which "the victim" replied, "No. I'm not" like a junior high school kid who got caught holding a cigarette yet insists they're not smoking. So then "the victim" text the homeowner playing the victim card and cried she was being accused of smoking in the house. (Sigh) It's so exhausting hearing people cry victim who are not. THEN, after all this "the victim" wanted to extend her stay past her Sunday check out date and the homeowner said no. 

Look, it's not hard. If they didn't smoke pot in the house there wouldn't be any problems with myself or the housekeeper. After all, she's the one who has to clean the house and their room after they leave. Take your drug use entitlement someplace else. It's Vegas. Go smoke pot (anywhere!) else. It's fine. Just not in the house. But no. People have to make it hard on themselves. They do drugs in the house, break the rules, and then call themselves victims when they want to extend and are told no. And it's the same type of people who yell "victim" after breaking the rules, time and time again. 

There was a guy in the room to my left. He locked himself out of his room twice in one day. English is not his first language but that's why the homeowner also put 1st grade picture instructions on how to lock the bedroom door when you leave:

1. Picture of the doorknob inside the bedroom. 

2. Picture of big yellow arrow pointing to the door lock on the doorknob. 

3. Picture of circling yellow arrow meaning turn the door lock this way to lock the door. 

4. Picture of an arm and hand closing the bedroom door after them as they leave. 

Is anyone confused? But no, people time and time again still use the lock button on the exterior keypad on the outside of the door. After the guy locked himself out the first time, around 6pm, the housekeeper came over, she lives just down the street, she opened his bedroom door and explained to him how to lock his bedroom door when he leaves. Later that night the guy locked himself out of his room again around midnight. He text the homeowner who called the housekeeper who didn't answer her phone because it's midnight and she's sleeping! He got mad at me even. What did he think I could do for him. I don't have access into the other bedrooms. Like, bro. The following morning the housekeeper came over and let him back into his room. He was so mad he got rude with the housekeeper and then checked out early and left a long complaining review about his experience saying his trip was ruined because of it. Ruined! Good grief, another "victim". 

These young adults are all people of color (p.s. I'm a person of color too but an older generation) and I can't help but wonder how these young people were raised to think victim-entitlement is the best way to live. Who raised them to believe they're always right regardless of how incredibly wrong they are? And when they get called out for being wrong then they're suddenly victims. Who did that?

Had this couple just smoked pot (anywhere else in Las Vegas!) they probably would have been fine. But no, she's "a victim".

It's not hard. People make it hard.      

These young millennials are like my little lab rats. Being the sole month-to-month renter they're in my rented home. I live here. I don't expect anyone to care about that, they don't know, they just come into someone else's home and act anyway they want. However, I ain't afraid of you. I don't know if you know any Korean women, especially any American Gen X mixed Korean women, but our strength isn't how hard we can swing a baseball bat, it's the epic show of strength 100 times a day not swinging that bat every time we want to.   

In one of these blogs, I wrote about two young men (both also people of color) who rented the room to the left of me who were cooking chemicals, acetone, in their room late one night. I banged on their door with a "oh hell no" fury. When they checked out, they left a bunch of drug paraphernalia behind in their room, and one of the two guys called me "an annoying older house mom" in his review. Look honey, I'm 55 years old with over 15 tats. I'm part Korean, menopausal and can turn anything, and I do mean anything, into a self-defense murder weapon. You want to try me - take your best shot sweetheart. It will also be your last shot. Ever. #GenX 

I'm a mind my own business kinda gal, but the moment you push your luck, the moment your self-entitlement goes too far, you'll quickly see how my generation survived in the woods from the age of four.     

To every man who has ever complained about women using too much toilet paper in a week. One roll lasts me about 5 days just fine. In September I bought TWO 12-pack rolls of toilet paper for me and the house, on top of the toilet paper the housekeeper leaves out for AIRbnb people, and all of it is gone. That's why the housekeeper came over yesterday to begin with. To leave more toilet paper. What's going here Millennials? What are you doing with the toilet paper?

At this point I'm almost tempted to boobie trap the house just to see what they do. Nothing dangerous. Just, "Lets play a game" type boobie traps. We'll see how many of these young adults could actually survive a 55-year-old menopausal Korean woman.  

Go, film makers! Make that film! I'll be your technical support. My email is lisakoolv@gmail.com

* I write phonetically. I'm not an editor. If you can understand Dr Seuss, you should be able to understand my writing too.   

See you next time. 

Lisa