The door open, someone yelled,' That was immature.'
She removed a bucket from her head after it fell from
the top of the door she just opened.

Looking at the bucket there was a name on it.R.H Sy-
nder,of course ,who else would do something like this
but the menager who runs the apartment building that
she lived in,holding the bucket,she slammed the door
to her apartment,annoying other people that lived here
too. She hurry down the hallway knowing where that in
fact manager lived and knock on the door.

R.H, Synder open the door smoking a cigar and he then
smiled at her seeing that she was returning his buckey
Ann shrugged her shoulders ,' This might get me invicted
out of here,but stop with these  jokes,I cant keep buying
dresses every time you want to pull a gag or something,
you know.So here's your bucket,Mr Synder .

She stepped back and suddenly placed the bucket over
his head while he was still smoking the cigar .she turned
but not before he said a few insults too her then .

Ann was thirty two,had a daughter that went to the local
highschool there,at one time she like Synder he was fri-
endly always helpful. Then he changed she figured that
was when she told him she wouldn't go out with him .

So now she waited for him in her apartment for him to
say she had to move .As she waited she fell asleep not
before she found a dead rat under her throwing it away
she laid back on the couch,she fell asleep.

She dreamt of getting even with Synder by doing her own
practical jokes,but this was just a dream though .

Suddenly she woke up .

to be continue part ll, A Pie in the Eye