May 31, 2011

• Gaaaaahhhhh!!!!!

  I am just so, so mad. 

  First, I had bought a bus pass from a vendor machine, but it was the wrong one. I asked the traspo counter person where i could get a college student pass with a debit card and he pointed me to the machine. It only gave the option of adult or student/senior so I assumed I needed to get the student card. NOPE! Once I read the back of the card I realized the one I had was for high school kids, not college. But since it was a Friday, everything was closed until Monday when I could finally ask someone what to do. 

  I was told to go to a specific station to exchange it and, since I only had just enough bus tokens for the month, I asked my boss if it was okay that I be late arriving to work today so I could deal with it on my way. I set my alarm to get up a half-hour early so I wouldn't take too much time dealing with the issue.

  Even with that extra time, I didn't get out of my apartment until the same time I usually leave. I wasn't able to get on the first bus that went by, but I got on the second. I then transfered to a west-bound subway car that was stuffed to the gills, then got off to switch to a north-bound. I wasn't able to get on the first northbound that arrived because it was so full, but i squeezed onto the second. 

  I got lost in the station because they had so many different doors that did not connect to the same areas of the building so I kept having to go in and out trying to find the office I needed. I had to wait in a line that wasn't too long, and then I had to reverse the process of going to that station except instead of taking a bus at the end I had to walk to the office cuz I didn't know what bus or street car to take. It didn't take very long though, so no worries. 

  And even with all of that, I made it to work for 9:15am. *L0L*

  While at work I kept getting phone calls on my cell phone, but I couldn't answer it nor were they leaving a message. When there finally was a message it was from my landlord saying that the maintenance man was going to look at my floor today. Um, what??? I know I filed a request form the other day, but I'm still supposed to get 24-hours notice before anyone's supposed to enter my apartment unless an emergency and my floor isn't one (even though it is slivering and lifting when trod upon). 

  Needless to say, my apartment wasn't ready for visitors. I was exhausted yesterday and went to bed just after 10pm and I sure didn't have time this morning to clean. I planned on doing so when I got back from work today to be ready for when I got the warning call. I have piles of books everywhere and laundry on the floor by my bed and my latest crochet project by my couch; not a disaster zone but neither does it allow work to be done on my floor.

  I got more calls in the afternoon that went unanswered until yet another message. The landlady was mad that my apartment wasn't clean enough for my floors to be dealt with. DUH! Give me frikken warning and it would have been! It was in my contract that I'd be notified, so follow it!

  Oh and also in that message she said that I was short on my rent. Heck no I'm not! I got a lease notice that my rent would go up as of August, not as of June. How does that make me behind on my rent I ask you? She also said that I should stop leaving her notes and just knock on her door to talk to her when I had a question. If she answered her door when I knocked I wouldn't be leaving her a note, now would I? I'm not going to call her when it is long distance any more than she likes calling me (which is another thing she was mad about doing). I have tried phoning and I always have to leave a message because she's not taking calls, and it's not like she has email so I could send it to her that way either. 

  So when I got home from work I put my yard in the cupboard, my clean laundry in the closet, and my books crammed wherever I could find a flat surface. I moved my computer tower -it was on the floor by the worst spots- and my chairs and my small wood folding tables and everything was rearranged so that there was plenty of room to maneuver in the problem areas. 

  While making supper my phone rang again and all I could think was, I am not answering that because it is my landlady probably calling to ask if my apartment was clean and to get out so the floors could be dealt with. I was frikken hungry and not budging. I figure I can call her from work tomorrow morning as soon as I arrive (I hope she sleeps in and I wake her *evil laugh*) so they have the entire frikken day without me in it to fix my floor. And BTW, in the message she said the flooring just needs to be glued back down. the stupid tiles are falling apart and giving me slivers, I vote replacing some of them! 

  Apparently if I dont sign the lease I have to give two months notice and get out or my rent goes up $6 a month. Seriously? It would just keep going up and up and up nonstop and no one could say anything against it? That is cracked! I didn't want to sign a lease until I knew I had a job so I could afford to stay and I dont even finish my internship until when my lease ends. 

  What if I don't get a job right away? What if I spend a month trying to find one? I only have enough money to get me through August if I'm careful, but I have to give two months notice and I dont have enough money for that. And even if I get a job immediately, who's to say I keep it for an entire year? what would happen if I lost my job and couldn't pay rent? I won't have any backup money to get my through another month let alone an entire year! I am beyond worried about all this, and don't know what to do. 

  So I'm angry, I'm freaking out, and I burned my hand pulling supper out of the oven. 

  Today sucks.

  SUMR

   

   

  • 7:50 pm
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