Yesterday when I said my landlord is a mess, I meant it. She is a disaster. We were told she would install a ceiling fan before we moved in. Every couple of days she says she’ll get to it in a few days. It’s been a month and today I finally just bought it for her so now I just have to wait for her “electrician” aka probably her with a fake mustache on to install it.
An hour after I woke up today the power went out. I saw a bunch of guys fucking around with the power boxes outside and I thought “how rude that she didn’t warn us about this”. I found a flyer on the outside of the apartment complex door that said our electricity was disconnected because our landlord didn’t pay the bill, as she’s supposed to. For the past five hours she keeps saying they’ll be here within an hour to turn it back on and that it was a mistake on the electric company’s end. No one has come by yet. We has to put all of the food in our fridge in her restaurant’s walkin fridge which, as Kelsey correctly stated, smells like a dumpster.
I’m putting in my thirty days and working the corner so I can move back to seattle fuck this place
side note: I’ve been having to pay full price for my antidepressants so I’ve only been getting a small amount at a time. Basically for the past three months I’ve been withdrawing and getting used to being back on it and then withdrawing again and repeat. I am withdrawing again and I feel like I’m going to vomit everywhere and I can’t sleep and I keep having repetitive thoughts and itching everywhere this sucks
I am so bored and I am so hungry. My landlord is a huge mess and can’t take care of anything. She owns a pizza place and I live above it. Would it be wrong of me to get Dominos delivered because I think I’m going to.