Curtain Call for West Side Story
Kristen e-mailed our landlord about the gang wars that are being waged in our ceiling. The next day the maid (who cleans the common areas of our building) delivered some packets of rat poison to us. She had also spread some in the basement and some other places. She asked that we sprinkle this stuff around in around apartment. We haven't done it yet and don't intend to. There haven't been any visitors here for a long time and we'd rather not have rat poison laying around.

Anyway, the poison that was spread elsewhere seems to have done the trick. There has been a huge decrease in the nightly activities. We haven't heard one rat, but there has been some mouse-noise. Here and there some dainty little feet pattering around. OK by me... that's not something that'll wake you up like the rats have done. I guess the mice are smart enough to stay away from the poison. The rats, though, must have voraciously gobbled down that stuff. It looks like moldy wheat and oat grain.

I wonder how many "stiffs" we have above our heads now...

-RP-