So I'm at work, 11-5 Saturday, and all of a sudden, my cell phone blows up with 2 voice mail and several missed calls. I finally got a second and went to my calls, and apparently, it was all of a sudden not good for me to store my stuff at the house I just moved out of.
Please note, its midway through my shift when I figure this out. Oh, and I have to get about a billiion things done, according to the "landlord"
So now, in a tirade, I call my parents, I get use of the truck, so all is good. No, actually bad, because I now have to skip work and tend to the shit that everyone is pissing and moaning about
So I go home, begin cleaning and packing up the rest of my room (PC, desk, bed, bathroom, etc.), and my roommate and I bring the desk and bed down. Turns out that I can't stuff that in the garage, because thanks to the work being done in teh kitchen, my stuff is blocked off by sheet rock, countertop, and whatnot. Even when I'm thinking about it, the landlord's brother, who was working on the kitchen, he comes out and starts yelling at me about storing shit in there. My roommate was there, he had to get between us because I was pretty much at a boiling point.
So after telling this dude to fuck off, I call my father. Turns out my parents went to dinner, and thus won't be back. Please note, I got storage, and it closes at 7. This was 5.
So now I'm all WHAT THE FLAMING FUCK and pretty much blew up. I think I scared off the guy that started with me, because he didn't say a word to me until later on when things simmered down a bit. I just said fuck this, started upstairs, throwing shit left and right into boxes, cussing out every fucking person that has gotten in my way today, and was pretty much 2 seconds from telling the landlord what I really fucking thought. My roommate saw this, and being the peacekeeper he can be at times, talked to those two, and basically told them that they were pissing me off and to back the fuck off.
I totally absolutely fucking hate it when I'm trying to get something done, and my neck is being breathed down. Utterly pisses me off. COMPLETELY
So now, present day, half of storage is full, I still have a few things in the basement to take care of, and my stuff in the garage. I also have a fucked up shoulder, my lower back is constantly sore, and I think I might have done something to my left leg.
Oh, do I get help from these people to get shit done my way?? Nope. They are all so fixated on the fucking kitchen. Fuck that noise.
Dang thats stinks....If you have no bridges to be burnt down...and you want your stuff like yesterday...throw there shit outta the way to get to your stuff.
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Damn man, sorry to hear you're having such a hard time with this.
Cheer up! I'm sure it will get better soon.
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Well, actually, the good part is, thanks to my stellar "anger management", I pretty much got everything out. I think there are a few odds and ends, but I think I'm just gonna say "oops, forgot about those things". I still also have to fix the front door, I just have to buy the parts and git'er done.
One thing is for certain, I am suprised at how much I was able to stuff into my ZX3. Aside from my bed and desk, which I had my father's truck for, I pretty much moved all my stuff, I think within 5 trips This includes some smaller furniture, my computer, extra computer parts, boxes, dishes, kitchen stuff, etc.
One thing is for certain, come the 31st, I am renting a U-Haul.
Dude just be lucky that you dont have your partner sitting down watching you lol! sorry to hear about the rough times. hope all goes well for the 31st!
Murphys Law wrote: Dude just be lucky that you dont have your partner sitting down watching you lol! sorry to hear about the rough times. hope all goes well for the 31st!I think i see someone who isnt gettin any for a while!!
____________________ Its all fun and games until someone gets poked in the eye with a dick
Murphys Law wrote: Dude just be lucky that you dont have your partner sitting down watching you lol! sorry to hear about the rough times. hope all goes well for the 31st!
Well, yeah, your right.. I just had 3 people watching me, 2 of them bitching at me if I did something they didn't like. Oh well, whatever, thanks, and AFAIK, walkthrough date of the new house is next Tuesday the 16th
But yeah, I think Pokes pretty much just owned you dude
yeah I hate when you try to make someone feel better. YOu say something that has no relation to your life, and you still pay for it lol. All I can say is sorry.
Murphys Law wrote: yeah I hate when you try to make someone feel better. YOu say something that has no relation to your life, and you still pay for it lol. All I can say is sorry. So did your couch sentence get lowered yet?
Murphys Law wrote: yeah I hate when you try to make someone feel better. YOu say something that has no relation to your life, and you still pay for it lol. All I can say is sorry.
Back on Topic..... Its almost done jay.... I say Tuesday you should be 'sick' and get all your stuff in the new place
____________________ Its all fun and games until someone gets poked in the eye with a dick
Pokes wrote: Murphys Law wrote: yeah I hate when you try to make someone feel better. YOu say something that has no relation to your life, and you still pay for it lol. All I can say is sorry.
Back on Topic..... Its almost done jay.... I say Tuesday you should be 'sick' and get all your stuff in the new place Actually, move-in date is next Wednesday, the walkthrough got cancelled. The thought has crossed my mind, but I'm just to conscious about it, ya know?
This includes some smaller furniture, my computer, extra computer parts, boxes, dishes, kitchen stuff, etc.
