You realize the only way this can end in a satisfactory manner is if Hyenas eat Slumlord at the end, right?
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Considering the amount of cakes and other food goodness that has already been batted around this thread, I think "wha'?!" is the only expression for the way my brain has just derailed.Quoth Dilorenzo View PostYou realize the only way this can end in a satisfactory manner is if Hyenas eat Slumlord at the end, right?I speak English, L33t, Sarcasm and basic Idiot.
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Dammit wumman don't you tease us like this!!
Also, w00t Five Guys yar! I'm proud to be a Northern Virginian, in the area where the ORIGINAL Five Guys franchise started. Best burgers in the world. I remember when I took my then-GF to a Five Guys for a burger when she was visiting. The skeptical look on her face as she saw the peanut shells on the floor, and the grease on the bag... but her eyes practically rolled back in her head at that first bite.
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Dammit wumman don't distract us from wanting Part Six (Flags)!PWNADE(TM) - Serve up a glass today! | PWNZER - An act of pwnage so awesome, it's like the victim got hit by a tank.
There are only Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse because I choose to walk!
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anyone's apartment really. cos even women can do evil things if they have their own illegal key like thatQuoth XCashier View Post
WHAT?! The landlord gives a random guy the key to a woman's apartment?!?! Ohhh, please tell me you got him in serious hot water for this! That is all kinds of wrong!
Holy moly, that Evil Landlord is overdue for a Karmic Smackdown, I sincerely hope he got one!
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Part Six (flags)
With thanks to Jay 2k for that.
So, on to the smashing!
CG and I return one day from a little hike on a mountain, to see my door open. Freaking out, I run in, and the place is DESTROYED.
All of my totes that I had carefully Tetris'd under my bed were thrown about the room, and several were opened and had been rummaged through. My pantry (aka, the wardrobe, I stashed food in it) doors were open, and canned food and ramen were all over the floor. Dresser drawers were open, my sheets were off the bed, and even my pin collection on the wall was askew. Kyo was locked in the bathroom, and is frantically scratching the door.
I'm in the middle of crying, and about to call the police, when my phone rings. Its Slumlord, informing me that while I was out, he decided that it would be a good time to check on some things, and do “some repairs”. So they had to move a few of my things to do this, you know.
I am infuriated at this, and proceeded to tear him a new one. Repairs? Why did repairs require my DRESSERS to be ransacked! My pantry needed fixed too? Oh, and why did someone go through MY PERSONAL TOTES?!
Oh noooo, they didn't do any of that! Would I mind coming on down to the office, and talking to him in person about it?
Oh, sure. SURE.
I proceeded to immediately get my camera and document EVERYTHING.
And then I march down to the office. After a yelling match with Slumlord, in which I proceeded to point out the terms in the contract that state that he must provide at least 24 hours notice before entry, and that I have the right to deny them entry for up to another 24 hours. I asked if he'd prefer they went to jail, because I was really, REALLY ticked about this.
Slumlord scoffed at me, told me to try, and that he'd already sent a “cleaning crew” down to my place.
I KNEW IT.
I immediately hauled back, just in time to see two guys opening my door. I just about went Full Out Banshee on them, and they backed off quickly. I told them in no uncertain terms, that I would be the one cleaning up, but that the next time they pulled that on me, someone was going to end up singing falsetto.
CG came over and helped me clean up, and bag up all the stuff they'd broken/damaged beyond salvaging. A lot of my dry goods had been stepped on/crushed and had to be tossed, along with a few shirts that had been ripped. The worst though, was a poster that my mother had given me, that was a limited edition piece, and was signed by the artist. They'd taken it out of the tube, folded the rolled poster in half, and tossed it in a corner.
Ugh.
They didn't bother me for a couple of weeks, until rent time.
And then, one day I woke up to a knocking on my door. When I opened it, Slumlord was already leaving, and there was a nice slip of paper stating I was up for eviction.
Wait, wut?
-End of Part Six-By popular request....I am now officially the Enemy of Normalcy.
"What is unobtainium? To Seraph, it's a normal client. :P" -- Observant Friend
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THAT IS FUCKING ILLEGAL. TELL US MORE. MORE. MORE. GAHHHH CLIFFHANGERS!
Edit; I am terribly sorry, but hot damn I am getting angry for youLast edited by Fudgethatkay; 03-16-2012, 10:10 PM.
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i'd like to see how he planned to make that legal considering all the illegal stuff he'd already done.
one of my friends had to move out of her apartment - although for far less than what you've already been through.
someone told her landlady that she'd been hiring ex-convicts to do some work in her apartment. (untrue but... even if it had been true it's not illegal to hire ex-cons).
The landlady decided to "investigate" and let herself in. my friend was beyond offended when she found out and moved out before the end of the month.
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I hope I'm not getting too far ahead here, but I hope somebody, if not you, notified the campus about slumlord's shenanigans.
If the school is going to be housing students in a building off campus, they need to treat it the same as on-campus housing. That means livable conditions such as no black mold, and no unauthorized searches except for legal reasons.
But I have a sinking feeling if anybody did complain, nothing would come of it. Out of sight, out of mind.
So now I'm thinking it might have been a better choice to drop an anonymous tip to the student newspaper. This has the makings of a hell of an investigative piece. One that might even win awards at national college newspaper conventions.Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.
"I never said I wasn't a horrible person."--Me, almost daily
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Its not getting *too* far ahead, but yes, I did end up letting people know about it.
Don't worry, this doesn't end horribly....surprisingly.
By popular request....I am now officially the Enemy of Normalcy.
"What is unobtainium? To Seraph, it's a normal client. :P" -- Observant Friend
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