One of the many reasons I hate living in this apartment. There is ONE woman in the apartment complex who is a complete and utter bitch. She makes everyone miserable and is just nasty. She is only nice to you when she wants something. SHE started snooping around when I parked the "new" car in the garage (*we* pay for a parking space. We think we are the only ones in the whole damn complex who have been paying $20 a month for the past 12 years). Well SHE wanted to know who had a car with Massachusetts plates and started asking around. SHE wants a parking space now. Guess what? SHE doesn't own a car. Why does SHE need a parking space? Several of us in the building think that it was HER that bitched to the city about the tree in front of our apartment building-the one bit of shade we HAD. SHE did not like it because of the leaves that it would shed from time to time (uhhh, it's a tree). SHE bitched and bitched. The tree was gone one day. Not trimmed. Gone. Chopped. The temperature in the building soared. Our A/C use went up. Our electric bills went up. Now SHE wants a parking space for an invisible car. SHE bitches. She gets. THEY (asshole landlords) then decide to TOW cars IN the spaces downstairs that are in need of repair. Luckily, WE got rid of OUR Red Toyota DAYS before they did this. Alas, one of our neighbors who just does not have the funds to do something with their car, did not. They towed the poor neighbors' car. Not sure what happened to it. This is one of the many STUPID things that our landlord does in this building. Hmm...how about fixing the RUST in the hot water? How about replanting a tree or two? How about putting back the TWO washers and TWO dryers that used to be downstairs, yet YOU took them away? How about fixing the insulation in the building? How about fixing the water pressure? How about cleaning the damn building? How about doing repairs correctly? How about doing so many of the things that NEED To be done? Did I ever tell you that they blamed US for the Christmas a few years ago when we went back East and after telling them for YEARS that the roof had tiles blowing off of it and needed to be fixed, it RAINED in Tristan's bedroom ONTO his bed, THROUGH the light fixture!!!! It took them SIX MONTHS to "fix" it. Tristan slept on the living room floor in an air bed. Guess what fix meant? PATCH job. Shit paint job-SPRAY paint in the bedroom. Do they EVER ask US what needs to be done? What the REAL problems are? Nope. Instead they tow the cars of people who are trying to save the money to fix them because ONE person bitches about a parking space for an invisible car.
My cousin, Bev sent me this great article about sidewalk chalk art being called Graffiti in NY by some other nut job neighbor (Remember my post here. BTW, the winner will be chosen soon!!!)
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