A Cry for Wi-Fi

This little boy downstairs from my house gets on my nerve with this Wi-Fi connection thing we have. He changes the password almost every single day. I cannot stand him. When I had my wifi connection I did not change the password up on him at all. But if I did, at least he would be notified. We had a deal since I did it for him once before but now he is truly messing up and getting me on the edge. It can be the most important time of day where I really need internet access to do homework or something concerning work and come to find out that I have no connection. I’ve been easy on him just because I am a nice person. But I feel like punching him in his face right now as I type. I am so infuriated with him. When I get mad I can type about 80 words per minute so this blog right now to me is a breeze. His excuse every time I ask him about the connection is that his router is messed up or he don’t know what’s wrong with it. But I know what he does and its not right. I swear if this happens one more time I am going to sabotage something of his very valuable. See I am not the one to mess with. I am not making a threat but a promise that if and when it does happen he will not be happy of the outcome. I will speak to his mother if I have to because I have dirt on him anyway. So he better recognize. For those who knows an Aries, knows that we get even and I am someone who likes to hold grudges for as long as I can. I forgive people but I am not stupid enough to trust them. I am very good with memory so no one can try to play me if they dare.