Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The Official END OF MY PATIENCE, and Colin Firth

Today was a stellar day for me - today I reached that infamous plateau in life referred to as 'My Limit'  It has taken me sixty-two years and ten months to reach this high point in my life and I want to thank all the Little People who have helped me in my long journey.  You know who you are and so do I.  I have pictures.

"My Limit' was technically reached at 4:36 p.m. yesterday.  It arrived tucked within an e-mail from our new PROPERTY MANAGER - the man who was going to take the heavy weight from my shoulders, hereafter referred to as THE CONDO FROM HELL.  Attached to this e-mail was another e-mail from our "New Renter".

"New Renter" is upset with "New Condo", (and he was living there for all of one half of a day, must be pretty damn bad).  It seems that the CONDO FROM HELL is dirty.  Yes, Mems and Sahibs, he insists we clean/replace the A/C vent in the bathroom, the washer and dryer are less than perfect in appearance and he wants the bathroom painted/cleaned/gutted/torched, and on and on and on...but I digress.

He also still smells THE CAT from the previous tenant.  Excuse me for a second, could someone bring me my sedation?  Ah!  Thank you so much, nurse.  All righty then - if you haven't read about the lovely tenant we had to evict while she was pregnant, I'll just say that she left her cat with us.  Apparently this cat has left his demon presence in the condo and "New Renter" would like us to replace the tile in the laundry room and kitchen.  Also, he's not pleased with that screen door.

That does it for me, folks.  Good night, everyone.  I'm outta here.

In the past month we have removed both the carpeting AND the padding to the condo, although we were told we could cheat and just remove the carpet and NO ONE WOULD KNOW.  We also had the walls and ceilings washed, and primed and painted  Our property manage'sr painter said all we needed to do was paint over the filth and smoke and God knows what else that was spread over the walls.

We purchased a new dishwasher, a new garbage disposal.  We had a plumber install a new faucet in the bathroom, and a shut off valve where there was none before.

We hired a professional cleaner to finish the whole thing off.  But the NEW TENANT has wrinkled his nose and is pouting down by the pool/tennis court complex.

this man should be afraid - he should be very afraid

Because, I'm done being nice.

Yes I DO realize that Colin Firth has nothing to do with this.  I don't care.


Libby said...

WHOA! Sorry to hear about the troublesome new tenant. Best of luck resolving that situation.

A Scattering said...

Every one has their limit and it sounds like you were more than justified in wanting to scream when you reached yours. I feel your pain! Hope all is resolved soon.