Watch out, fellow tenants. The next one to turn that f*cking light off when I want it on is gonna get shanked.
You do not EVEN want to mess with me while I'm quitting smoking.
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4 comments:
I take it that there's already been some other discussion with the neighbors about this. Maybe they thought they were saving you money? Or doing the "green citizen" thing? Either way, doesn't really matter why they are doing it, they just need to stop doing it.
This is one of those hazards of house-hunting. You get really intolerant of the low-level crap that goes with living in a shared space when you badly want to move out into your own home.
that's funny...
You should have written, "Signed, someone who's trying to quit smoking." They'd probably give you a wide berth.
My word verification is "prowl." Meow.
Ah, "discussions". Recently I had to explain to a new tenant why garbage had to be bagged and placed in the (outside) garbage cans, and not just thrown on the the ground in the general vicinity of the cans. Jeezus.
And I'm trying to blame my bitchy behavior on the not-smoking, but honestly? It doesn't take much for me to turn bitch.
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