Tuesday, 15 September 2009

On Being Beaten Up By Robots.

Urgh. The flat hunting is not going well. Put an ad on gumtree and the only reply iv had so far is from some guy claiming I have to use western union transfer to prove I have the money to pay rent. I think half the problem is that I dot actually WANT to move. I like my flat, I like the area but im sick of the unprofessional letting agent and the constant comings and goings from the other flats. After the whole thing on friday night and the letting agents reaction – or nonreaction – I dont really feel safe there anymore. It sucks. Hopefully there'l be more flats available in the next month or so. I know id love somewhere with a washing machine. Just didnt need this crap right now. Im totally panicking about this job interview on thursday. I had a dream last night where I got there and im sitting in a hallway with a bunch of other applicants. Cept the other appiclants are robots. When we get called in by a robot receptionist wer in a big hall with 3 judges at a table at one end. Then the robots start beating me up.

Monday, 14 September 2009

Long Boring Rant or Why I Want To Move

Urgh. I was right about bad things happening. Had nightmare weekend. The guy next door ad friends over for a drink and things got WAAAYYYY out of hand. Went from them banging on the walls to what sounded like a full blown fight, stuff smashed – including a window. Huge shouting match, they get locked out of his flat and start trying to kick in his door – taking a few hefty kicks at my door too – I dial 999 at this point. Then they get locked out of the building (they didnt realise the door would lock behind them) and stand in the street throwing stuff at the windows, shouting that theyr going to smash the cars parked there. This has now been an hour since I dialled 999 the first time so I call again. They claim a car has already been past and seen a few people milling around but nothing untoward. Obviously this car has been operating under its cloak of invisibility. Again they tell me an officer will be round when theyr free. 45 minutes later, moments after the stone throwers have finally left, at 2.30am they call me back only to comfirm that the incident is over and say someone will be round to speak to me in the morning. Actually no one comes round that morning – instead I get another phone call asking if I still want an officer to attend. Obviously I tell them how utterly useless theyv been and why would I possibly want an officer round now? I call the letting agents office – its a saturday so its not totally unreasonable to think they might be in. they are not in and the recorded message tells me to phone an emergency contact. I leave 2 messages on this 'emergency' contacts phone as no one is answering that either. When still no one has called me by monday morning I call their office again – still no one there so I leave another message. I wait a few hours and call again – finally! An human voice – or perhaps not so human. When the situation is explained the woman at the other end of the phone doesnt seem to think there is any kind of problem 'what do you want us to do?' is what she's asking. This is not in the slightest bit reassuring. Finally I get one of the genuinely human letting agents on the phone and he promises to speak to the guy next door. Only when he calls back it turns out the guy has lied, claiming he apoligized to all the neighbours. Considering I was the only other person in the house that night and the only time I havent been here is when I nipped out for milk this morning this seems like a fairly simple lie to disprove. Not that anyone at the office really seems to care. Well im not impressed – its hugely unprofessional of them to leave me in this position, im pissed off at being a resident of the only scummy house on what is a very nice street and I dont feel at all safe with this letting agency totally unwilling to back me up. Right now I have a post up on gumtree asking for info on any properties anyone might have that would suit me. The problem is I still have 3 months left on my tenancy and I have to give 2 months notice! Yeesh. Even I cant move out immediately I think the only way i'l be renewing my lease with these guys is if they either buck up their act or I suffer a bang to the head – I think we know which is more likely in this house. Such a shame - its such a nice little flat, a nice area. I really liked it here.

Friday, 11 September 2009

Dooooommmm!!!!

I'm having an excellent week – which means something is about to go horribly, earth-shatteringly wrong. This week I got my new tattoo of a phoenix. Got it down over the old scars on my left arm. It looks great – really love the shape of the wings and the orange and red colours. Got it done at a place called Bodyline in Glasgow – they had so many great designs that I wish I had a few spare bodies so I could get a bunch of different designs. Hurt quite a bit at the time but within a couple of hours the swelling was down and now its just kinda itchy. Managed to get all my paperwork sorted at the housing benefit office and theyr paying me the £600 odd they owe me next week so thats most of my credit card bill paid. My heating is working again so I'm all toasty and cosy, even better, I have a job interview next week for a customer service job. I gotta be the only person in the history of the world to get excited about a call centre phoning them! Now I'v cleaned up and done dishes I'm going to spend tonight in bed listening to slipknot what could be better? Yeah something terrible is gonna happen – I just know it.