Jun 09, 2008 01:15
So we have maintenance people on staff at work. Theoretically they can be trusted to go into your house while you're at work and do maintenance. Yeah...right...fuckers are NEVER allowed in my house without supervision again. EVER!
Let's start with the fact that I come home and the front door is unlocked. Latched, but unlocked. grrrr....I go inside determined to have a chat with the head of maintenance tomorrow about the fact that the door was left unlocked. The cats are suspiciously absent but it is after midnight so hey, they might be sleeping.
I do notice that its pretty much the temperature of an ice box in my house. Now, yes, I live in a desert but I keep my house around 24C because that's comfy for me. All the damn AC units have been set for 16!!! and I swear the downstairs unit was set for 12C. I reset all the AC units and call for the cats again.
I get this pathetic meow coming from my room. I open my bedroom door to find that I can't. Frowning, I notice that the deadbolt is thrown. Ok, weird and something to add to the list I'm complaining to the maintenance section. I unlock the door and Houdini shoots out. Yes, he'd been locked into the fuckin room all damn day and night!!!! Did I mention that my bedroom lacks food, water and....litterbox? Oh yes, so Houdini runs and eats and then hides. I get ready for bed and get into bed and go why is my bed wet and cold????
RAWR!!! The only reason the head of the maintenance section has been ranted at yet is the fact that it's 1:14am!!! Yes, so at 1:14am I'm stripping the bed down and trying to find a spare blanket and sheets. RAWR!!!!
houdini,
libya