Not a poltergeist
Early this morning, I heard a terrible sound from the toilet like a monster blowing bubbles as he rises to the surface. Falling back asleep, I heard a sharp crack: the futon I had fallen asleep on the night before was breaking underneath me, and collapsed on one end as I stumbled off of it. When I got to the bathroom, it turned out that both the toilet and the tub had overflowed, with a half inch of water across the entire floor. And at breakfast, an angry white cat paced the windows, mewing to be let in and pushing at the edges, all while I’m rushing out the door for an engineering meeting.
The cat has since disappeared, the futon has been completely repaired, and the apartment fix-it dude scratched his head about the backed up drains and blamed the city’s street construction project a block away.
A non-skeptic would blame a poltergeist, but really, what would a poltergeist achieve by harassing in this manner? I’m not afraid of the cat, I knew the futon would need fixing soon, and living in a low-level apartment means plumbing issues on occasion, even if it regulates temperature nicely. Perhaps the coincidences merely push me away from musing about going for the first-time homeowner tax credit…it’s nice to call a dude when your bathroom floods and you have to go to a meeting ASAP. So if a poltergeist exists, it’d have to be a liberatarian conservative, annoyed by swedish furniture, energy efficient sublevel apartments and governments handing out tax credits for simply buying a home. Hmm. I think I’ve strayed further from the believable with this plan. Maybe “stuff breaks” is a more accurate theory.
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