break it down now

okay. remember how i told you about my apartment managers and the ants and the counter top and there's probably other things i left out before...
well, hold the press, the following is the most recent development on the case.

I go in on Wednesday to pay rent, resign my lease and cordially bring up the couple of unsolved issues with my apartment.
I talked to her about the counter top. she was acting like it was news to her. so i retold her the situation and said a guy had come by two weeks ago to look at it and nothing has happened.

well later that day she called to tell me that the contractor was going into my apartment to look at the bathroom counter and see what color he needs.
wait.
it's my kitchen counter that is buldging out everywhere.
are you sure? he said bathroom.
yes ma'am. i live there. it's the kitchen.

anyways. then she calls back to say that he will be fixing it first thing tomorrow morning. fine.
whatever, so before i leave for work i follow their instructions to clear the affected counter of everything so that he can work on it.

i return home at about 5 pm.

i look down to kick off my shoes where i usually do. there's always a pair of crocs and flip flops by the door. but they were gone.
where are my shoes?
i look. they're in a pile across the room.
also across the room, on my dining table is every single object and applience from my kitchen. what?
the pictures from the wall were piled on my chair in the living room.
how odd.
then it hit me.
the stench of varnish and laquer started to fill my head. it was so very strong. if i had not been distracted by the missing shoes when i firt came in i am sure i would have been knocked plum over.
i went and opened the patio door and turned all the fans on hi to try and move that odor out.
then i go and look at the damage to the kitchen.
first of all my, now bare, feet stick to the carpet on the living room side of the bar. that's not natural.
then as i walk around to the tile the stickiness continues.
all my counter tops.
all.
every single one
is shiney as can be and reeks.
i go to test and see if they're even dry. nope.
still wet.
then i check the area of original concern.
he apparantly just touch up painted the parts where you could see the wood bursting through. it is still swolen and still unsightly, only now it's shiney.

so here it is the next morning. before i left for work the counters were still sticky.
last night when i went to do my laundry i found my espresso machine, toaster and cutting board on my washer.
odd.


so that's all pretty weird.
i felt really peeved when i first arrived home. so i marched down to the little office and sort of acted like a B. i was still friendly and definitely didn't blame anyone or make the girls feel like they were dumb or anythig - but i made it very clear that whatever was done to my apartment was not even close to a solution to the problem i had asked them about. and now my tile and carpet are sticky with varnish, my apartment smells horrible and all my counter tops are useless.
i made sure i wasn't going to be expected to pay for this when i move out.

whenever i had a bit of an attitude - the managers were suddenly helpful and nice and a true pleasure to deal with. i guess that's i am supposed to act to them all the time.


anyways.
i get back to my house and notice that my bedroom door was closed.
and some stuff looked like it was a little altered.

then,
the toilet lid was down. it was not down before i left.
THEN the toilet paper roll was empty. this is a pet peeve and i most certainly did not leave it that way in the morning. and i had swept my bathroom floor a night or two before and there was shoe crud all over.

EWEWWWWWWWWWWWw.
if you are a handy man. and you are coming to someone's home. do your business before you get there or use the public pool bathroom a mere staircase away.

ugh. and that's a courtesy that is aside from not disassembling thier entire kitchen and heaping things in various hiding spots around the house. especially when you're not even planning on fixing the only problem that you were called in for.
and if you are going to thoroughly coat someones kitchen with slow drying strong smelling sticky gross ugly shiney crap, maybe give them a heads up about it or do it earlier in the day...
also - never in my life have i heard of someone painting a coating on the smooth satin finish formica counter tops...
who said that was a good idea?


well anyways. now my kitchen is still torn down and smells weird and i am supposed to cook dinner tonight for my grandparents who will be staying all weekend.

perfect.