I was startled. This was the first time I've heard his voice, because all communication has gone through the landlord, which happens to be his somewhat unorganized son-in-law. Of course I had paid April's rent. And both me and my roommate wrote him to ask about the 1300 NOKs that we supposedly owed him many months ago, without any response from him.
I hate when people raise their voice unnecessarily and when they think that just because they are a grown up man in their fifties they can say whatever they want to a girl in her twenties. But most of all I hate when strangers treat me unfairly.
This photo of my mom sunbathing is totally unrelated, but makes me happy again.