The gatekeepers of the building and me. A while ago that I'm living in an apartment with 24 hour doormen, is a new world for me. In the house of my old goalkeeper had some time in the morning and afternoon for a while, until he resigned and never lived the experience.
I imagine what must be going through adolescence with 24h porter! Oh the Humanity! Back to fart at 6am with vomit splattered shoes, always with a witness who will open the door and you say "good day", when obviously it is night, if not you went to sleep. Eye, someone open the door when you are in fart is not bad, as everything has its pros and cons.
Well, now, for lack of a goalkeeper I have 5. Is I talk to motorcycles and cars in general, appears to have many teeth because it is always sonriendo.Por other hand, is the janitor I talk to about what is the most effective method to kill mosquitoes and what cream to use in allergic If stung, is that once saw him with mad face with a magazine made a roll trying to kill mosquitoes, then I found out our common allergy and since that time is our topic of choice. Then there is the door that I suspect is depressed or hate me, I could not get a smile in all these months, so every day he appears with a larger communication device, began with the cellulose, then another qwerty keyboard, ending with the laptop. The night porter has everything porterísticos, mustache, 5-inch TV and a acolochonadita camperota surely knows how it will always be on time, if there is something unemployment, rising prices and neighborhood gossip. Lastly
is that I'm sure most Manya mine in the world, all thanks to a small event: One time I was entering the building and he was listening to a game of Peñarol, I asked "How's the party?" I responded with a "good!" to its "1 to 0 wins Peñarol" and that it all started. Whenever he sees me he makes a comment about Peñarol or fobal in general. I gradually generating crazy for being aware of the latest peñarolenses Ricardo not to disappoint, but not really interest me. It turns out that Richard is in the afternoon until 10pm, just when I come, if anything happened in the world Manya in the day, I have to know or improvise, knowing that certain something I said. After almost entered by who was talking on a cellphone, but just a friend saved me a message "lost 1 to 0 and your life is a lie, Chechu", so I put a sad face and entered the building, "better talk time "I said.
And I am, feeding the lie every day, but I dare not say, Ricardo, on reality Peñarol I like, I'm not Manya as you think. I should also clarify that entertains me every time I make a successful performance the other day I tried playing Peñarol see how the game was when I passed the bar in the corner, the reflection of the window will not let me see anything, but I knew I was playing the game, so I went apuradita saying "I go fast so I can hear it!" I warned that we were winning, I pretended joy, I came home and I started watching videos on youtube.
So you are warned, if you play Peñarol, technical change or whatever, I put a comment here or let me know in @
chechunor , I will thank you much, remember that, generally, at about 7 am leaving for home and Ricardo will be waiting with the door open and sports commentary, thanks!
(with Marta in the beach) 
(with Alba) 
