John C. did it again, but this time more directed and at my right ear in his outer living room. He went downstairs first so I guess he had to turn it on and then he was texting on his smart phone so IDK maybe he was saying where I was sitting so they could directionally and more focused get me in the head.
Plus, this Pepsi he poured and put ice in tastes weird. Guess I will dump it or accidentally spill it. Dumping it is the best bet as he’s a super clean freak and he might get angry. I read in a safety book you should spill the drink so you can get a new one. C’est la vie.