A couple of days ago, I got a request from the property management of my apartment building. The request was for permission for maintenance to be in my apartment today, sometime between 10:00 a.m. and 2:00 p.m., to do something to the light fixture in my bathroom. I initially said that I would not give that permission; I was then told that the same fixture is being changed in the bathroom of everyone in the building, because of an electrical problem.
I then said that maintenance could be in my apartment today, and that I would be observing everything that happened, which is what I did.
I can't always know when someone is deliberately coughing at me or not. I try not to be paranoid about it, so I can't know if one of the three maintenance men who were at my apartment today coughed at me on purpose or not.
If the conglomerate hadn't started to sexually harass me and all women in 2010, I wouldn't have to worry about trying to know what a cough means.
Copyright L. Kochman, April 6, 2016 @ 1:06 p.m.
