I hate this apartment
Jul. 3rd, 2002 01:41 amI hate this apartment, I hate this building, I hate the management company, I hate the gods-rotted super, and most of all I hate the goddamn incompetent electrician who wired this place up way back in the nineteenth goddamn century under the assumption that a family might, if they’re really cutting edge, own perhaps two small electrical appliances. Why?
Because at one o’ clock in the fucking morning I turned on my toaster oven (in the kitchen, on one circuit) while my air conditioner (in the bedroom, on a different circuit) was already on, and the power in my entire apartment went off. The circuit breakers in my apartment hadn’t tripped — I tried flipping them off and on to make sure — this was the breaker in the basement that only the super has access to. (The circuit breakers in my apartment have never, ever tripped; it’s always the main one in the basement. I think my apartment was wired by Nikola Tesla himself, working under the assumption that the advent of broadcast power was imminent.)
So, no lights, no clocks, no air conditioning, and it’s like a billion degrees out tonight. I call my super, and what does his wife tell me? He’s asleep now, (though I can hear him talking to her in the background) he’ll be there at five-thirty, you have to be patient. The words of someone who has air conditioning where she sleeps.
Hate. Hate, hate, hate, hate. Hate.
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Date: 2002-07-02 11:32 pm (UTC)You may want to look into what rights you've got to file a grevance on this type of thing -- you -may- have some legal possibilities, I don't know.
OTOH...having a laptop is pretty cool, isn't it? :)
(no subject)
Date: 2002-07-03 09:12 am (UTC)Yeah, laptops rock. I don't know if "cool" is the word for a TiBook -- turns out titanium conducts heat real well.
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Date: 2002-07-03 06:08 pm (UTC)Too damn hot.