My landlady SUCKS. That's her in the picture. I barely have any heat and then Monday, we had a serious plumbing problem. Well, serious for the first floor as there were turds coming up out of my neighbor's drains—tub, sink, you name it. I'm safely in the poo-free zone of the third floor. Apparently my dumbass actress neighbor left for the safety of a friend's less crapalicious apartment, without really resolving it with the plumber or my bitch landlady.
So yesterday (Wednesday) I'm home and Millie (the landlady) comes knocking on the door in her weird old lady sweats, wearing a put-upon expression. Me, I'm covered in grout because my feel-good project of the day was scraping off the old moldy grout and putting in sparkly new white stuff. A project I might add, that in a normal building would've been performed by the building super or a professional of some kind.
"Don't flush!" she warned. Then she went on to detail how the first-floor apartment was swimming in shit and she had to clean it all up. Like I'm going to feel sorry for her! She's been letting the crap fester for two days! Not my problem.
Now this morning she's telling me how she can't afford to heat the place and threatening to sell the building (yawn) to someone who will just tear it down. Not on my watch, bitch. If anyone else is having trouble with their landlord, I recommend you look here and here. And if they're really fucking with you, call Ilene Guralnick, World's Scariest Tenant Lawyer.
ararrrarararaaaaaaarrrrrrggghhhhhh!!!!!!!! (pan pant pant) AAARRARARARARRRRRRRRRGGHHHHHH!!! (pant pant) pheew - ok now I feel better.
Posted by: Spyro | December 08, 2005 at 02:57 PM