The Tin Shack

From the looks of the refrigerator, it had been there for a long time. And that was just the outside. I didn’t dare look into the interior of the thing. So I cleaned it with industrial cleaner and slowly opened the door. E-gads what a mess. The man that had been sleeping on the floor had some very weird choices for food (If food is what it was!). The stove was actually clean and shining; unfortunately it didn’t work. The bathroom was fairly clean, but it didn’t work either. No water! And I had paid my deposit! So I called the lady that sold me the shack and she said shy had just had it fixed. Excuse me? I didn’t act fixed. So she sent some gentlemen to work on it and sometime before the sun went down I had water. The pumped worked! It worked for two whole weeks. So back to the dump again, and more money out of my every-thinning pocket. I was getting hungry, but even if I had had some money, it’s difficult to prepare food on a stove that doesn’t work. So I called some more gentlemen out the next day to investigate the stove. Turns out that the gas was off, with the line disconnected. They asked my where the gas cylinder was located. I had no idea of course. But they found it, and found it so rotten that I was informed it would have to be replaced. I asked them for an estimate and they said between 3000.00 and 4000.00 dollars! I started to hyperventilate and sent the gentlemen on there way. Then I was off as well. Not to the dump this time, but to K-mart for a toaster oven and a microwave. But it was not all a bad thing, as I’m not much for cooking anyway. I can, however, microwave with the best of them; and my toast is to die for!