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Friday, October 12, 2007
Notified
My apartment complex has recently come under new management. In the week since, I have received three letters from them, all taped to my front door. Whenever I see one of these upon arriving home, I check to make sure that other people have them, too, as I always suspect I'm being evicted: "Dear sir, the combination of your evil cat and your propensity to keep respectable hours has made you unfit for our complex and you are forthwith being asked to find another place of residence."
Earlier this week the letter taped to the door said something about them repaving the parking lot, so I'd need to find another place to park on Friday and Saturday. This makes no sense to me. Why pave a parking lot on a weekend? Isn't that the most likely time for people to need parking? And it's not like there's a plethora of parking in the area, either. I suspect that if I park in the Domino's lot a half-mile away that I'll get towed, and there aren't too many other options.
Yesterday there was another letter and... well, I'm not too sure what it means:

Earlier this week the letter taped to the door said something about them repaving the parking lot, so I'd need to find another place to park on Friday and Saturday. This makes no sense to me. Why pave a parking lot on a weekend? Isn't that the most likely time for people to need parking? And it's not like there's a plethora of parking in the area, either. I suspect that if I park in the Domino's lot a half-mile away that I'll get towed, and there aren't too many other options.
Yesterday there was another letter and... well, I'm not too sure what it means:
During the beginning of the road resurfacing we found it needed extensive repairs. As of Friday October 12, 2007 you will need to move your car. the company working on the road will notify us when the cars need moved. Sorry for the inconvenience. We will notify you as soon as we are made aware of the date. [Minor detail deleted] Also we will be notifying you because we will be painting the doors soon.
That's a direct quote. Any thoughts on this one? I thnk I've been notified, but apparently I will be notified again. I'm also not sure how I'll know when the doors are painted, because I'm not sure where they're going to leave the note.
I already didn't like apartment living, and this isn't helping.
Labels: grr
Comments:
We went through a similar thing in which we were notified they'd be replacing our balcony railings. We were notified something like 6 times in 3 months and it kept not being our building. And then all of a sudden, three days before a party in which we needed said balcony to be accessible for barbequeing we came home to find that we just had a concrete slab with no protection from falling off. Stupid apartment living!
We had the same thing happen to us, except they were repainting the parking lot stripes. We got 3 notifications until finally they did it, although at least it was during the week from 8-5 when most cars are not there anyways.
I can't wait until we have a house!
I can't wait until we have a house!
Have you been to that gas station on 350 lately? There is a masters thesis in Economics taped to the register covering supply and demand, the increased cost of transit, etc. to explain why milk is going from $2.69 to $2.99. A. Who cares. Are you required to notify your customers of a 30 cent price increase? And B. It was written intirely in marker by an infant with a bad attitude and special needs.
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