PUPPY. <3

Ya know, one of my larger complaints about the Price Rite by my house (that has one way parking lanes), is that people can't seem to figure out how to PARK IN THE LOT. Legit, everyone is usually parked way the hell out into the lane, or halfway into another spot. It's absurd.

The only reason I haven't gotten one yet, is because I just can't afford to move right now. I am only just starting to recover from job loss during the epidemic, which unfortunately depleted my entire savings account while I kept looking for works (I'm a freelance web developer). So - ya know, unfortunately, I can't just piss the landlord off by reporting him or complaining, without running the risk of also getting kicked out, with no where to go, in the early stages of winter, in Rhode Island.

By "cable", I mean ethernet wire. I haven't had cable TV in years. I never watch it.

I am actually convinced that he will do certain things to the building, or impose some kind of restriction in some way, just to get the tenants to pay for things he doesn't want to pay for - like cable or internet or wire fishing.

Hell, he doesn't even perform repairs. If there's something that needs to be replaced or fixed in our apartments, he requires that we call the office first, get an estimate on how much it will cost, and then pay to have it taken care of by one of their own contractors.

He cares so little about his tenants that it's unbelievable. I had a hole open up in my ceiling that's two feet wide by a foot across, because the upstairs neighbor's sink and toilet were flowing through the broken pipes, which drained water directly into my bedroom below. There was one point where it was an actual torrential downpour and several gallons of water were poured all over the floor from the broken pipes, onto the wood floorboars.

It took a month and a half to get the pipes fixed. The hole in the ceiling is still there and I don't suspect that he will be sending anyone by to patch it up, despite saying that he would. It's been over a month since it was fixed. When the plumber showed up to fix the pipes, I showed him the video of the downpour that happened and his first response was, "You should've shown this to the landlord," and I said BITCH, I DID, A MONTH AGO.

My stove stopped working in March of this year. That's still not fixed either, and I've given up on trying to get anyone here to fix it. I now cook on an induction burner, an electric skillet, an air fryer and a panini press, because I can't use the stove or oven and don't own a microwave.

The guy that lives below me has mice that make their way up the pipes in the walls to the second and third floors every spring and winter. For a good 2-3 weeks there is solid mouse activity for a month or so, at least. We've complained, but he's never done anything about it. He just insists that we're slobs and the mice come in because of that, not because it's cold outside and they're looking for warmth and food. I'm OCD. There is never, NEVER, anything in my house that a mouse should be looking for, but they make their way up anyway.

Last winter, my heater broke. For the majority of the last two months of 20-30F weather temps, it was 55F in my apartment, at all times. Sometimes colder. I remember because I would look at the thermostat and try in vain to turn the heater on just to warm the place up a LITTLE bit, but it didn't work. Obviously.

There's several other things I could name off, but I feel like this gives a good impression of the kind of asshole he is. I've got Verizon coming on Friday to see if they can hook up internet for me without needing to run a cable on the outside of the building. Hopefully they can, because I can't keep using my mobile hotspot to work. Even these last two days, due to my needing to use the hotspot to work, my phone bills has doubled. Typically it's around $85. At the moment, it's sitting at almost $200.

I fucking hate this guy, but haven't been able to move just yet. Though I have plans to in the near future. I have never dealt with a shittier landlord, ever.

Yeah, he ripped it all out without warning, because he didn't want it to "mess up the outside". I could say some things about that, but I won't.

Well I mean I don't have a pet right now, so if it came to wanting a pet, or finding an affordable place to live, I'd obviously have to go with having a place to live. I might be crazy, but I'm not stupid.

I miss having a dog (I had to put my 15 year old pup to sleep a few years back due to untreatable cancer she'd developed), and I've reached the point of genuinely wanting another pet, either a cat or a hedgehog or something like that.

But no, my ability to have one of those things definitely wouldnj't determine whether or not I could find a place to live. Priorities. lol I hate being an adult.

I'm fine with that. I work from home, location's not a big deal for me.

Yeah of course. A pet would be nice to have, but I'm not committed to the idea quite yet. A roof over my head with a landlord that doesn't suck ass all the time is more of a priority.