It all started this morning when I called my leasing office to report two problems. One my kitchen light went out, two my washer decided to start making an awful loud obnoxious clicking/elementary school first band practice sound. When I called, I was asked if there were any clothes still in the washer I said yes, unfortunately my bed sheets were in the wash.... Etc etc conclusion to the first conversation was that my washer and kitchen light would be fixed today. Ok cool, I'll post-pone my planned activities for the afternoon for a few hours and read a book while I wait.
Wait for it
Wait for it
Ok now it's 2pm I called originally at about 10:30am. No calls no emails, the bastard didn't even leave a sticky note. I think I've been stood up.
Call the leasing office four times, no answers. It's Saturday the office is suppose to be open until 4pm. Finally get someone on the phone, I'm told that the maintenance guy did come but had to leave for an emergency. And my repairs were moved for "first thing" Monday morning Ok... So why didn't someone call or email me to let me know this. I kinda been sitting at home waiting for someone to show up.
Well they were busy with appointments. Translates to "busy trying to sucker other chaps into signing their souls to us for a year minimum" we have yours we don't need to keep you happy or give you your money's worth because a soul is good happy or mad. Yes that is dramatic but it was that kind of mood today unfortunately. So then I'm told that they would try and locate another repair man ... Ok so why wasn't this an option before? Now I feel like I'm being jerked around like a puppet.
Can't focus on my book because I want to go running and burn off some energy but can't leave my house because of my darling Sterling who needs to be "constrained" before someone enters the house. I'm not up for locking him in a room longer than ever necessary so I do the next best thing, no I didn't pop in a workout DVD or jump on my stair master I made blueberry muffins and some green tea.
While taking my muffins out the oven I get a call from the emergency man, my problems aren't emergencies so it won't be looked at till Monday. I never said they were emergencies, I was only told that it would be fixed today. Monday I will be at work with the rest of the office drones.
Now here is what really ticked me off, first off the repairs guy was super cool and understanding he did say that if an emergency popped up and he was called out her would call me and stop by my place to fix the things I'm paying far too much for in the first place. But he told me that this fabrication of needing to leave for an emergency was false. That the whole time he was on property my service requests were never given to him!
WTF??
Seriously I've worked in hospitality for seven years, I know how to bullshit. And the first rule of bullshitting is to make sure everyone involved in your bullshit knows that they are bullshitting. So after getting off the phone with the maintenance man, one of the gals from the leasing calls to see if everything was okay? Okay meaning that my washer is fixed? No. Is my kitchen illuminated? No... Then she says what she meant to say if the maintenance man called me? Yes, he did. By this time I just want to get off the bleeding phone and go for a run but prior to getting off the phone my temper got the best of me, the words bullshit was uttered, I dramatically threw my arms up while saying that I wasted an afternoon for nothing and exclaiming on ridiculous this whole situation has been. Also noting that seriously not having a maintenance man on property is a terrible idea in the case of emergencies.
Now I feel like shit. I have lived in places without a washer or dryer and I didn't even care about a washer and dryer until I got one, I'm sure I could replace the fluorescent kitchen bulb myself assuming that is actually the problem (hindsight and trip to Home Depot ) it's not. But then again I still hate being lied to and wasting this afternoon and I hated being kinda a jack ass to someone who was being nice, and just bullshitting a little. Much like in poker you try to read through your opponents poker face or bluff, and like most things in life it's better being subtle and with kindness . Both of which I was not today.
So now that I have wrung out my sheets by hand and lost a blanket that fell off the balcony while air drying and was stolen by the deaf comfort thief on the 1st floor, and have lit some candles in the kitchen and moved a lamp there also I am finally going for my run to help exhaust my shitty mood.
Low fatBlueberry muffins recipe found on:
http://www.skinnytaste.com/2011/04/whole-wheat-blueberry-muffins.html?m=1
Ingredients:
1 cup unsweetened applesauce
2 cups 100% whole wheat pastry flour (Bob's Red Mill)
1/2 cup sugar
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1 1/2 cups blueberries (I used two cups)
1 large egg, beaten
1 tsp vanilla
2 tbsp melted butter or margarine
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