Mice, non-stop bugs, a smell from HELL when the wind blows the right way (due to being located very near the septic) and outrageously expensive. <---- Description of my awful, terrible, no-good, very bad apartment.
Oh and two days ago I had the pleasure (SARCASM) of seeing my 80-something year old landlord's junk as he took a restroom break outside in broad daylight. 10 feet from his house. I am particularly pissed about this and in my head it's the last fucking straw.
WHY am I still here?! Because I haven't found anywhere else to live yet. But I am trying to remedy that with the utmost swiftness.
I am in apartment hell. But not for long.
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