Showing posts with label Tard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tard. Show all posts

Friday, December 14, 2012

... And Bite They Will, Part 2

I had to go on line and find me something happy to look at because I was in such distress over this.  I found this nugget of joy:
There, that's better.

So if you've signed a bed bug addendum with your lease, you are responsible for the cost of the bed bug remediation.  We're still finding out if the renters' insurance will cover it.  It is likely they won't and we'll have to replace all our stuff at our own expense.



The manager of our apartments was immediately defensive when I told her I would be doing the prep work this weekend.  She said I couldn't do it until it was scheduled.  I told her the bug guy said we wouldn't be scheduled until we had done the prep work.  Then she talked to me like I was an idiot.

I hate it when people talk to me like I am an idiot.  I hate it more when said person has control over me.  I contained myself and simply let her tell me what to do.  I refrained from telling her my impressions.  My mother, on the other hand, did not.

This complex is supposed to be a nice complex.  I pay a lot of money to live there.  I think I should at least be given some respect by the staff who manage it.  All is nice enough until things do not go their way.  They are perfectly content to label us as a problem and treat us poorly because we do not fit nicely into their "luxury apartments" scheme.

My mom went in there to deal with them and she was told to leave.  When she said the manager couldn't kick her out of her office, the manager threatened her with eviction.  Well, that's just plain bad customer service.


In short, we're fucked.  We have to use their pest control specialist.  We have to pay their fees to protect their property from a problem they may have caused. No options will be offered.  We can't just leave.  If we do, we will take the bugs with us.  If we stay we will have to live with the bugs.  We have no control over the situation.



Important lessons learned:

1 - Your apartment complex controls you.  When I was younger I complained about riding the bus and my friend told me, "If you want your own seat you need to own your seat."  Even if this was at my house it would suck, but it would suck on my terms.

2 - Regardless of the truth in the statement, telling a woman she is worth little more than breeding stock is never a good idea.  Mom was lucky it only lead to a threat of eviction and not a knock-down, drag-out fight.

3 - Find out some way to sleep with it.  I've slept very little this week. Everyone can tell.

4 - Stop researching on the internet. You've found out everything you will at that point.  If you have not called a professional, you're wasting valuable time.  Pick up the phone.

5 - Losing your temper in these situations never helps.  All you do is show your ass and reveal all the cards you are supposed to hold close to your vest.

6 - Our complex has a citywide, good reputation.  I tell people where I live and they've all heard of it, know where it is and know it's a good complex.  A single star review given by an angry resident is not sufficient to do much damage.  I typically take single star reviews as little more than a temper tantrum thrown by an irrational person.  I know that personally, when I have given a single star review it was because I was foaming at the mouth. Now, if a local reporter has offered to help you there might be something you can do.  I happen to be dating a local reporter who has been very helpful this week. All the effort he has put into cleaning my place has made him very eager to offer his services should this all go south(er).

Stay tuned.


Friday, December 7, 2012

Nature Should Happen to Other People


Perhaps in the personal ad I placed I should have declined to expose myself to nature.  I think my words were something to the effect of, "I'm not into doing things outside, but I'm willing to learn."  The guy who won the craigslist, Charles, likes to do things outside.  In order to avoid false advertising I have to at least try it, right?



A little history:

I go from pasty to fuchsia in about 15 minutes.  I have suffered from horrible sunburns that scarred, left me sick for days and inspired my parents to treat the environment better in order to preserve the ozone layer.   Yes, there has been more than one because in my youth there was no such thing as water proof sunblock.  As an adult I have endured two major sun burns, both more severe than any I had as a child.  The side effect of one of the medicines I take is, "may increase skin sensitivity to the sun."  Well, thanks there ya stupid drug manufacturer.

In short, I do my absolute best to stay out of the day, seeing as it is all bright and spiky and such.  Charles insisted though, brought 80 SPF sunblock and a cooler for a picnic so I acquiesced.

Now, I have been in nature several times times and each time for longer than the time before.  We have gone to Pedernales Falls State Park, Emma Long City Park and Mt. Bonnell.  There were other places but I didn't always get pictures.  From Mt. Bonnell you can see how the 1% live.


Okay, I must confess.  I kinda had fun.  Charles's father was apparently into nature and he knew all the plants in the areas where Charles grew up.  So Charles pointed things out to me and I listened.  I don't know how well I listened because I was busy trying not to hate it.  As time goes on I think I retain more of the things he tells me. I don't know what these flowers are called, but they're pretty.



Apparently normal people go outside to see pretty things, like flowers, so that leads me to believe that especially in the spring I might be more inclined to think happy thoughts about going outside.

What do I enjoy most?  Well I enjoy the time I get to spend with Charles.  As long as we're together and I still like him and I stay relatively burn-less I am willing to go and do nature with him.  If any of those things change, back to the safety of the tame indoors I go.  For the record though, there will be NO camping.  Ever.  Charles, if you're reading this, we can afford a hotel.

Now, one of my new favorite subjects is this guy:




And with that, my loyal fan(s), I leave you with the sincere intent to write more often.  I encourage you to get outside and enjoy some nature.  I encourage you more to get a funny cat, give it a ridiculous name and inundate the internet with its pictures so I can laugh.