#if i even had the vaguest of hints that she was gay i would 600% go for it

[rosenotrosie]

My fucking complex... So fucking bad at their jobs...

2 months ago I get a renew notice, turn it in within a week, maybe two.  Get told that to remove my ex from the lease I need to get him and me into the office to have us both sign something. I get him there that day and he happens to text me back that the he’s on his way right after I sit down to lunch so I’m like, fuck it, I don’t particularly want to see him anyway, he can go in, sign the thing, and I’ll go when I get back from lunch. He gets there and the story they tell him is that we both need to be there.  I’m like, I fucking asked that and they said no so what the fuck? I go in and speak to the middle manager (of three people total, but w/e she’s a mgr, sure) and ask wtf. I explain the same thing I did to the receptionist that I make like $150 less than 3x the rent w/my new job but I’ve been living here for 2 years and only had him living there like “6 mo” (actually like a yr, shhhh). Clearly I’m capable of paying the damn rent, it only went up like $20, I feel like I’m the obvious exception to this rule. She’s like, “Well I can ask my manager....” and I’m like, “Bitch, ya damn straight.” (I wish) Turns out she’s not there rn (again only 3 people in this office and somehow 2 of them are mgrs...) so I’ll have to come back later.  I think I come in like a week later (office visits: 2) she’s in, we talk she has to talk to her mgr, says she’ll call me Wed, bc for some reason that’s when she’ll know what to do (it was like Monday and I think April by then). Sure w/e. She does not call me, I call them around 3 pm (office closes at 6, I think this was totally reasonable) and she tells me I have to get some piece of paper signed and notarized so I come get that like a week later (office visit: 3). I was going out of town that weekend or some such so at this point it’s like fucking 2 weeks until May when my fucking lease expires, April was busy bc I know I went out of town again.  I end up getting this paper that basically says he abandoned me (I still maintain that I shouldn’t have even had to “apply” again, but w/e)  on the 27th and returned on the 29th (Fri) (office visit: 4). This chick is out of town for the weekend and god forbid she briefs her assistant the middle mgr so I’m told they’ll leave it on her desk for her to see Mon (the 1st, the day the current lease expires!) so she can draft a new lease & I can come in and sign it that day.

So the fucking 1st rolls around.  I take a long lunch to go sign my fucking lease that I was told to come sign that should have been fucking ready by now... (office visit: 5) they’re fucking out of office... at 12:40... ON THE FIRST.  I feel like in a fucking apartment complex there should not be a time when no one is there on the last business day prior to the 1st, the 1st, and the 2nd. Their big days for, I don’t know, paying rent?  I go back to work bc I can’t wait on someone’s long ass lunch. At 3:30 I call bc that was not the first time they’ve been closed during office hours. No answer. At 3:45, I’m like, “fuck it, I’ll go sit on the steps, my day has already gone to shit.” (I literally had dog shit on my doormat this morning and I’m still just weirded out by that (I don’t do anything here but walk my own dog so who the fuck did I piss off?)) Good news, they’re there, (office visit: 6) but she HADN’T EVEN SEEN THE GOD DAMN PAPER. She goes & pulls it out of the receptionist’s desk (nice guy, doesn’t actually answer his emails (OH SHIT, THERE WAS ACTUALLY A PROOF OF INCOME THAT I HAD TO SEND IN THAT HE DIDN’T RESPOND TO WAY BACK BETWEEN OFFICE VISIT 2&3, I’M ACTUALLY ON OFFICE VISIT 7 AT THIS POINT)) and then sits down and clearly starts filling in blanks for the lease.... that after 7 fucking visits, y’all should have known to maybe have that shit ready... I sit there awkwardly for a real time like 5 minutes, end up getting a free gym card out of renewing by asking for it (she’s nice, just incompetent (also fine as hell, like this woman is gorgeous and she wears heels that I would literally die in but she looks to die for in, and her proportions are absurd, like better than barbi but short, if there was ever a person I want to inappropriately sexualize **cuts off my own deeply lesbian rant**)). Any who, she sees me twitching or something and offers to just have me sign it electronically. Like has me write down my email on a sticky tab and everything.  So I go back to work and remember that I need to sign this damn thing at like 11:45 (usually the link’s expire in like 24 hrs, but what if it’s less??) and guess what? 

I DON’T HAVE AN EMAIL FROM THEM AT ALL. THEY HAD ONE JOB. THAT SHE WAS ALREADY WORKING ON AND JUST DIDN’T DO. AND I DON’T HAVE WORDS FOR HOW FRUSTRATED, ANNOYED, AND JUST FUCKING SEETHING I AM AT THIS MOMENT. THIS WHOLE ORDEAL IS WHY I CONSIDER MOVING JUST BECAUSE THEY’RE STUPID EVERY YEAR AND IT’S BEEN DIFFERENT OFFICE FOLKS EVERY YEAR. 

(Last year had like 4 visits and a renewal gift to put in a USB outlet that they never got around to. I just feel like there’s no universe in which this should have been this complicated.)