Laughing All The Way

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Fucking Slobs

I live in something of a high-end community. The rent we pay is four times what I was paying in Boston. This is suppose to be a nice place to live. The operative word is suppose. This weekend someone here dumped a bag of dirty kitty litter in the garbage room. Unfortunately when I say dumped, I mean quite literally all over the floor. There were chunks of cat feces and globules of cat urine sitting in a warm room for three days due to the long weekend.

The garbage room still retains the pungent aroma even though the maintenance man cleaned the room this morning (and let me say that I am pissed that some man had to spend his time picking up someone else’s cat shit).

What really annoys me is that Bruce refuses to allow me to have a pet yet I have to live with slovenly assholes who dump their cat crap in the communal garbage room. I’ve stopped by the front office and mentioned the situation to the property manager and she is going to send out a letter to the occupants regarding the proper use of the garbage room (really, is that so necessary, apparently yes, because quite regularly the garbage chute is backed-up).

I don’t know why I have moved to a pseudo-slum, this is clearly all Bruce’s fault.