Jun 03, 2005 22:13
I think that Vanwart are about the worst landlords I've ever had. So I tossed and turned in bed the last two nights, practically suffocating because my bedroom is so damn hot. Even with the window open and fan on, i sweat like a pig and gasped for air all night. I woke up this morning not feeling rested at all and I decide to make meself some breaky. Everything in my freezer was soft and rotting. We lost about fifty dollars worth of food.
So I call up Vanwart to tell them that the heaters in our hallway are pumping hot air and upon touching them, I burned my hand. They sound shocked. After all, nobody else from this apartment building complained. Anyhoo, so Buddy promises to send someone right away after I reminded him how much this heat must be costing Vanwart...then I move onto the freezer. He has a repairman sent over, who informs me that my fridge is very outdated and has run out of gas...I wasn't aware it used gas...Vanwart has never checked on it. So he calls Vanwart and says we need a new fridge, then Mr Repairman tells me if Vanwart calls me, to let them know that this is a desperate situation and we need a new fridge stat...else we'll loose the food in our fridge part, too
vanwart calls and says it'll be Monday before a new fridge comes and asks: CAn you make it through the weekend without a fridge...uh yeah...right. So I ask if they plan on reimbursing us for the lost food and girly says: "Well, the woman who makes those kinds of decisions won't be in until Monday, so you'll have to call back and ask then." I tell her to leave a note informing this so called decision maker that I will be calling and I expect to be reimbursed...end of story
we'll see, i guess...and in the meantime, I'm eating all the fresh food I can before it all rots...and the repairman for the heater never showed up...three more nights of hot hell!!!!