Ladies and Gentlemen... I am at war. This may be a war of epic proportions, there may be blood, sweat, and tears, or there may even be... eviction.
First there was the front door being left wide open for any and all to come into our apartment building, then there were the Obama signs in the front yard and the Obama door hangings all over the floor in the entrance way, along with garbage spewed by the side of the building NOT in its designated garbage can, but now it has gone to far... the neighbors put my North Face in the dryer.
We have one washing machine and one dryer to facilitate four apartments. That is a total of seven people. I do laundry once every two weeks. They have had laundry in the basement for over six weeks. Just baskets of clothes on the floor. It is common courtesy when someone is doing laundry to wait, is it not? I left a note on the side door to please not touch other people's laundry and some of it may need to be air dried. I received a note back that it's inconvenient that I "always leave laundry sitting in the machine." Erroneous... erroneous on all accounts. This happened just before I found a second load of my laundry tampered with. Well there's one important thing for these people to remember... we are the only ones with interior access to the laundry room. Game on bitches!
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they picked the wrong people to mess with . . . .
Better them than me, that's all I can say about that.
PS - The IPod is rocking, and not with Melissa Ethridge.
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