2016 old house ranta


for those not on facebook or not paying attention

i moved to a different house, part of why i am not posting often…if at all

i will have stable (and private, yay no more hotspots) net the beginning of august (fingers crossed) and yes i hope to post more erotica and pictures

but on to today’s blog of bitchiness:

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landlady came by while i was here at the old house (thus why i currently have net… have yet to unplug the box and cant plug it in at the new house since there is no dsl lines)

i was on the road this afternoon so missed her call but voicemail said she wanted to meet and discuss the house and me leaving

i planed on not calling back
avoiding her at cost and giving documents and keys to the mayor of our little community and getting an intermediary involved

no such luck

so i am forced to talk to her in person

joy of joys

she has no problem with me cause i always pay in advance and all that but she cant understand why i didnt contact her if i had a problem

i did… in 2014 and she came once with her hubby and they didnt find anything and left, did not take care of anything on my list and left me upset

ok find

sent her emails… she swears up and down she never got one (at the time) then weeks later miraculously finds them
still nothing changes

sent her a text message.. no reply

she is often next door with her mom and family
they all give me dirty looks whenever i look at them…not gonna fucking interrupt that joyful bunch

i tell her mom my problems… she tells me mold needs bleach (i know that is bs as over the counter bleach is too weak to really kill mold and only spreads it around more.. i worked in a lab with industrial strength bleach, i know shit..i also happen to be semi allergic to bleach) and open windows more

does the old hag tell her daughter to contact me? nope

have rodent issue, was not just mice
again old hag says she doesnt have um cause she treats for it.. lucky bitch

i talked to my assistance social lady (basically social worker) and a special person from the area comes to look at the house
doesnt understand my problems, says she has seen worse mold and wont wrap her head around the fact that my son lost 130 hours of school and had to drop out due to his health, got seriously depressed and traumatized by the whole situation (don’t you fucking judge and tell me the simplicity i just wrote isnt worth getting traumatized over as i am SIMPLIFYING it and will bitch slap you off my friends list so fast you will think santa and all his reindeer and his elves raped you with the slay) that he gained a ton of weight and lost all motivation

so report was made and “obviously” i am an idiot for even asking for it since the woman didnt see what i was complaining about… landlady gets a copy… since it says no problem… she does fuck all to see me…

i stop paying rent in june and july
does she come see me?

why is it then my responsibility to contact her, if all means to reach her have failed in the past, when she clearly has proof that SOMETHING is wrong

why not contact me more regularly just to check up.. more so if she is often visiting her mother (but parking on the other side of the house where i can’t see her van and rarely know she is there)

bitch made me cry as i am trying to keep civil, butt my wy into the conversation and wrap her head around the fact that she needs to stop one train of thought (she being fine with me cause i pay early) and get her head in the idea that i needed help, she ignored me so i gave up and went around her and she STILL ignored me

i am fucking getting ice cream



3 Responses

  1. Hi shalla
    It’s good to read you again.
    Fucking human nature sometimes
    Hope your ice cream was delicious 😉

    Lot of kisses

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