so the Roommates Who Throw Out Tupperware have been replaced with Lesbians Who Are Not Shy About Their Jinkies and honestly i am Here For This
apparently when i get really fed up with my roommates i start . . . passive aggressively doing their dishes for them? like i was literally up to my arms in suds the other day and i found my brain doing the grimly smug and self-satisfied thing of “hah! this’ll show them!” and like . . . ok brain? if this is going to get you to not be crabby and pissy at the ppl yr living with, that’s great, but i am not sure how this is supposed to help on the “get other people to chip in with the housework” front
listen, when you asked me to leave the electricity on to the end of the month so you could show the apartment around, i was not expecting you to run up a $200 bill . . .
today in adventures with the new building management: i wanted to log in to the spiffy new online portal to check up on my rent autopay preferences, but it kept telling me that i had a wrong password, even tho i was being very careful to type in exactly what i knew it was. slightly miffed, but wondering if it was like that one other site that let you create a password with special characters in it without complaining but then wouldn’t let you use that password to log in, i clicked the “i forgot my password” button, and waited for the email with reset instructions to come
no email came. after about fifteen minutes of continued lack-of-email, i dug around in my inbox to find the link they had sent me after creating my account that i was supposed to use to log in. i tried following it directly, but got the same result. then, just for kicks, i decided to try following the first link they sent me, which i thought was one of those one-off “use this link to set up your account” dealios. but no, that took me to a different login page, and that one worked perfectly with the password i had tried at first. so, uh . . . good job on the web design, y’all?
according to my building manager, “did you get the payment for this month’s rent?” counts as a “little thing” that i “shouldn’t worry about”.
so evidently the person who collects rent for the building i live in was very confused by the fact that i paid rent last week? i know i'm not the most put together person, but really?