I like this movie because it somehow aligns with one of my beliefs: It’s better to twist the knife rather than thrusting it in.
About 2 weeks ago I moved into my new apartment. My previous landlord told me I had to move because he was putting his friend in my room. The same friend I met the day before and asked if he was gonna be moving in here to my landlords room (my landlord was planning on having the basement renovated as his new room and using the master as more money to rent). He looked me dead in the face and said no. The landlord was with him as well.
Somehow that didn’t piss me off. What did was the fact that I had to bend myself to his every request so that I could make sure I wouldn’t get kicked out. I’d let him know that I would have people spend the night. He’d agree, then change his mind and text me that he would rather have my drunk friends drive home as soon as possible. He made me go fix the hot tub while a goddam storm was going on.
The worst thing tho was that he wouldn’t anyone use the living room tv. When I first moved in, I would use it for an hour after work just to watch twin peaks. Somehow he felt like a public area should just only be for him. He said I should look at the market for a 4k tv. He would use it the entire night on weekdays and the entire weekend. I heard him one night saying how he disciplines himself because when he’s taken a day off work he doesn’t like to play video games cause it feels like it’s too much.
Obviously when being kicked out you try to get your security deposit back. I asked him through text and he said to come downstairs and talk about it. First off why would I do that? You didn’t do that when telling me I have to find a new place. Secondly, I would be bending to him again. I ended up forfeiting my deposit to leave sooner and he said and I QUOTE
Yeah that seems fair. I’m a pretty reasonable guy.
My friends helped me move out before he got home from work. I never wanted to see him again, not because his face reminds me of a ruined watercolor portrait chud, but because I took a container of kimchi that expired in November, unscrewed it, and dumped it into the trash can in his garage that he keeps his muscle car. Not just that, but frozen bananas, expired Panera Broccoli cheddar soup, and eggnog. All unscrewed to create as much of a mess as possible.
To make sure he had no evidence of the second part, I drove to a 7-11 to pick up a package of tiny gadgets that make cricket noises intermittently between 3-20 minutes. Hopefully when the contractors finish building the basement the gadgets will be within the walls. The billing address will go to some place in California. I did make sure to tell him to fuck off after he determined that I had cleaned properly.
The point is I admire these girls for twisting the knife rather than plunging it in. Good on them
I like this movie because it somehow aligns with one of my beliefs: It’s better to twist the knife rather than thrusting it in.
About 2 weeks ago I moved into my new apartment. My previous landlord told me I had to move because he was putting his friend in my room. The same friend I met the day before and asked if he was gonna be moving in here to my landlords room (my landlord was planning on having the basement renovated as his new room and using the master as more money to rent). He looked me dead in the face and said no. The landlord was with him as well.
Somehow that didn’t piss me off. What did was the fact that I had to bend myself to his every request so that I could make sure I wouldn’t get kicked out. I’d let him know that I would have people spend the night. He’d agree, then change his mind and text me that he would rather have my drunk friends drive home as soon as possible. He made me go fix the hot tub while a goddam storm was going on.
The worst thing tho was that he wouldn’t anyone use the living room tv. When I first moved in, I would use it for an hour after work just to watch twin peaks. Somehow he felt like a public area should just only be for him. He said I should look at the market for a 4k tv. He would use it the entire night on weekdays and the entire weekend. I heard him one night saying how he disciplines himself because when he’s taken a day off work he doesn’t like to play video games cause it feels like it’s too much.
Obviously when being kicked out you try to get your security deposit back. I asked him through text and he said to come downstairs and talk about it. First off why would I do that? You didn’t do that when telling me I have to find a new place. Secondly, I would be bending to him again. I ended up forfeiting my deposit to leave sooner and he said and I QUOTE
Yeah that seems fair. I’m a pretty reasonable guy.
My friends helped me move out before he got home from work. I never wanted to see him again, not because his face reminds me of a ruined watercolor portrait chud, but because I took a container of kimchi that expired in November, unscrewed it, and dumped it into the trash can in his garage that he keeps his muscle car. Not just that, but frozen bananas, expired Panera Broccoli cheddar soup, and eggnog. All unscrewed to create as much of a mess as possible.
To make sure he had no evidence of the second part, I drove to a 7-11 to pick up a package of tiny gadgets that make cricket noises intermittently between 3-20 minutes. Hopefully when the contractors finish building the basement the gadgets will be within the walls. The billing address will go to some place in California. I did make sure to tell him to fuck off after he determined that I had cleaned properly.
The point is I admire these girls for twisting the knife rather than plunging it in. Good on them
