fucking fucks
I hate the holidays. HATE THEM. So much stupid shit happens around them and it seems to get worse every year.
So I made the best (belated) holiday dinner ever, myself, because one of my aunts just got out of ICU at the hospital after dangerous surgery; she's still there recovering but it's VERY good news. My other aunt and cousin came down from the mountain area. Then she got violently ill off some drugs she picked up and started talking shit to my mom and screaming at everyone. My sister, who we agreed to not invite was suddenly invited and after eating raised hell and threw a fucking whole loaf of banana bread and leftovers I gave her down the stairs before finally leaving. My mom went through her pain meds too fast and was going through withdrawals, so she was going through severe mood swings and in very bad pain.
Next morning after everyone left. Aunt #2 and cousin came back from the hospital to pick up her things and go back home. I hear a knock at the door-- THINKING it was them and they forgot something but was instead greeted by my neighbors under our apartment telling me off saying that we flood their apartment with stuff from our sink. Something the maintainence people said they handled and didn't.
So I'm getting yelled at to fix their place-- I DON'T FUCKING KNOW HOW TO DO THAT. I'M not in CHARGE of fixing the old pipes, you know? That's not on us. The guy is pointing at the food that was down there and-- okay yeah, I saw the green beans we had. But there was also chinese food and chunks of onions. NOT OURS. But the guy is saying I'm lying to his face.
So I call the maintence guy (after the sudden wave of stress from all the shit that had been happening finally hit me and broke me down to a big sobbing mess) about what has been happening and he's saying "Oh! I thought the other maintenence person did it! Don't you go down there and do a thing! I'll be right there!"
I guess he did eventually show cos I heard them working down there. Hell, if I was going to go check. But you know what a garbage disposal is right? It's the thing in your sink that grinds up food to mush or whatever so it can go down. We've used it for 5 years here with no problem, okay?
We get a call from the manager of this place and he. is. PISSED. Apparently we're NOT supposed to use the garbage disposal EVER. And we're idiots for doing so. He's yelling about things NOT related to the OLD PIPES which should've been taken care of in the first place but now he's telling us we have to get rid of our cats and he's going to be sending someone over to wash our carpets because CATS PISS EVERYWHERE apparently and it's stinking up the whole apartment building???? We have TWO cats and they have a fucking litter box that they USE. I admit from time to time they mark things like someone's dirty clothes or a couple times on the kitchen tiled floor. But that's IT. The people under us can have dogs which they let out on the lawn without leashes to nip at the people walking by and bark all the time-- but we can't have fucking cats??? He tried to blame kids getting bitten by fleas on the front lawn on our cats. OUR CATS DON'T HAVE FLEAS and they don't even go OUTSIDE! I know he hates cats. He got upset when we had gotten them but was convinced ( to a point) that they would be okay here. It's a rule for no pets here but he's fine with the people having dogs?
The manager said yesterday that he's coming over on the 5th to make sure we got rid of out cats. I'm in tears all over again. The guy even get's extra money from us with this thing my mom has for housing. How the fuck does any of this seem fair?? But I'm scared out of my skin to not go along with it for fear that we'll be evicted. We would have NO where to go if that happens. And no help to move. Why does this shit have to happen. Why is he even being unfair to us even with the benefits we give the manager.. I feel like absolute shit. I don't want to get rid of my cats. And in 6 days?? Without a ride anywhere? It's just two cats. Just that I've had for 2 to 3 years. HERE. How are they a problem NOW?? I just feel like everything is trying to waste me away or something.. I feel so horrible.. I don't know what to do..
So I made the best (belated) holiday dinner ever, myself, because one of my aunts just got out of ICU at the hospital after dangerous surgery; she's still there recovering but it's VERY good news. My other aunt and cousin came down from the mountain area. Then she got violently ill off some drugs she picked up and started talking shit to my mom and screaming at everyone. My sister, who we agreed to not invite was suddenly invited and after eating raised hell and threw a fucking whole loaf of banana bread and leftovers I gave her down the stairs before finally leaving. My mom went through her pain meds too fast and was going through withdrawals, so she was going through severe mood swings and in very bad pain.
Next morning after everyone left. Aunt #2 and cousin came back from the hospital to pick up her things and go back home. I hear a knock at the door-- THINKING it was them and they forgot something but was instead greeted by my neighbors under our apartment telling me off saying that we flood their apartment with stuff from our sink. Something the maintainence people said they handled and didn't.
So I'm getting yelled at to fix their place-- I DON'T FUCKING KNOW HOW TO DO THAT. I'M not in CHARGE of fixing the old pipes, you know? That's not on us. The guy is pointing at the food that was down there and-- okay yeah, I saw the green beans we had. But there was also chinese food and chunks of onions. NOT OURS. But the guy is saying I'm lying to his face.
So I call the maintence guy (after the sudden wave of stress from all the shit that had been happening finally hit me and broke me down to a big sobbing mess) about what has been happening and he's saying "Oh! I thought the other maintenence person did it! Don't you go down there and do a thing! I'll be right there!"
I guess he did eventually show cos I heard them working down there. Hell, if I was going to go check. But you know what a garbage disposal is right? It's the thing in your sink that grinds up food to mush or whatever so it can go down. We've used it for 5 years here with no problem, okay?
We get a call from the manager of this place and he. is. PISSED. Apparently we're NOT supposed to use the garbage disposal EVER. And we're idiots for doing so. He's yelling about things NOT related to the OLD PIPES which should've been taken care of in the first place but now he's telling us we have to get rid of our cats and he's going to be sending someone over to wash our carpets because CATS PISS EVERYWHERE apparently and it's stinking up the whole apartment building???? We have TWO cats and they have a fucking litter box that they USE. I admit from time to time they mark things like someone's dirty clothes or a couple times on the kitchen tiled floor. But that's IT. The people under us can have dogs which they let out on the lawn without leashes to nip at the people walking by and bark all the time-- but we can't have fucking cats??? He tried to blame kids getting bitten by fleas on the front lawn on our cats. OUR CATS DON'T HAVE FLEAS and they don't even go OUTSIDE! I know he hates cats. He got upset when we had gotten them but was convinced ( to a point) that they would be okay here. It's a rule for no pets here but he's fine with the people having dogs?
The manager said yesterday that he's coming over on the 5th to make sure we got rid of out cats. I'm in tears all over again. The guy even get's extra money from us with this thing my mom has for housing. How the fuck does any of this seem fair?? But I'm scared out of my skin to not go along with it for fear that we'll be evicted. We would have NO where to go if that happens. And no help to move. Why does this shit have to happen. Why is he even being unfair to us even with the benefits we give the manager.. I feel like absolute shit. I don't want to get rid of my cats. And in 6 days?? Without a ride anywhere? It's just two cats. Just that I've had for 2 to 3 years. HERE. How are they a problem NOW?? I just feel like everything is trying to waste me away or something.. I feel so horrible.. I don't know what to do..