Piss me off!
So “handyman” was supposed to fix the side fence last week. It is now 4:02pm on Saturday 10/14 and it is STILL not fixed. “Why are you bitching about this?” you ask? Well, see we came home last night to find only Christian barking at us. And his barking wasn’t normal. Sam is not there with him. I ask Yo Master D, “Where’s Sam?” and he says, “Good question” and goes off looking for her. She’s not in the bed (but Mabel is lying in his box of socks) she’s no where in the house, and, we discover, she’s not in the back yard either. An inspection of the broken part of the fence that was supposed to be fixed last week,shows that she’s gotten out. Why isn’t Christian with her? I wonder. Did she get hurt so he ran back home? Did she fall into the goose infested pond a few blocks away? Did the geese attack her? Is she helping Timmy down in a well? WTF?
YMD starts calling the police in our new hometown as well as neighboring towns. They all claim not to have picked up a dog with her description. We wait until very late at night for her to maybe come back, she doesn’t. We go to bed.
This morning we start calling shelters and vets and we find her. She’s OK. $70 later we have her back. YMD tells landlord representative chick what happened, “I’m sorry for complaining…” he says.
OK, I think I may need to jump into these landlord rep/handyman interactions. YMD is being WAAAAY too nice. This instance calls for a bitch. That idiot put our dog’s LIFE in jeopardy. His carelessness cost us $70. His inability to show up and DO HIS JOB allowed Samantha to get out. She’s 14 years old…the stress of being locked up at the pound on top of the stress of moving is not good for her. These people OWE US! They should be the ones apologizing. This incompetent boob needs to get his ass here (we were told he’d be here between 1 and 2 pm today…it’s now 4:12pm and he’s still not here and he hasn’t called) and FIX THAT FENCE! That should have been the very first thing done. Forget the fracking ceiling fans, forget about the damned tub. SECURE THAT FUCKING FENCE!!
I am not happy, I’ve never had a landlord who couldn’t get something done on time. Yeah, they’re lucky they’re dealing with YMD and not me.
