Big Ol' Mumblegrumble Storm A'brewin'
Klunky (my car) was broken into and hotwired again a week or so ago. Luckily the last time this happened I accidentally ordered a steering column twice, so I still have an extra one lying around. If you count that and the spare door that is in the trunk because I never got around to replacing the dented one that is currently attached (not to mention the one we also replaced on the other side), that means I've probably hoarded all the extra parts for a burgundy '94 Oldsmobile Cutlass Sierra in existence.
This makes three (hotwirings/thefts of car) for three (years I've lived in the area).
Did I mention my apartment building has also been sold into different ownership three times? One of them didn't even last four months. There are no late-night security guards anymore, the gym is off-limits because it's being "fixed", and the creepy laundry room with its defunct token system is pretty much useless. The troublesome tenants that keep causing damage to the building are not being evicted; latest escapades (or 'sexscapes' to bring back an old gem) include punching holes in the wall, unwrapping the firehoses and using the fire extinguishers in the stairways, breaking the front lobby window, shoving an old christmas tree down the garbage chute, letting dogs crap in the hallway, and melting the elevator floor numbers with a lighter. Most of these shenanigans are from one particular family... we all know it, we all file complaints about it... squat.
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I kinda hate my job now.
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Moving to GR!
This makes three (hotwirings/thefts of car) for three (years I've lived in the area).
Did I mention my apartment building has also been sold into different ownership three times? One of them didn't even last four months. There are no late-night security guards anymore, the gym is off-limits because it's being "fixed", and the creepy laundry room with its defunct token system is pretty much useless. The troublesome tenants that keep causing damage to the building are not being evicted; latest escapades (or 'sexscapes' to bring back an old gem) include punching holes in the wall, unwrapping the firehoses and using the fire extinguishers in the stairways, breaking the front lobby window, shoving an old christmas tree down the garbage chute, letting dogs crap in the hallway, and melting the elevator floor numbers with a lighter. Most of these shenanigans are from one particular family... we all know it, we all file complaints about it... squat.
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I kinda hate my job now.
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Moving to GR!