Just finished watching "Tom Jones."
The elevator: when I returned from the matinee, the elevator crew was removing all their machinery and equipment. The goddamned city inspection is not until Monday, so I have 40 lbs of litter I cannot bring upstairs sitting under the mailboxes and at least five more damned days of carting things up the stairs. On my way out at 1:00, I ran intro Val and gave him hell about this. what the fat hell was last week's "inspection"? I need to do laundry desperately.
I told him I wasn't blaming him, but I felt we'd been fucked by the building management. we were told the elevator would be out until Feb. 28, six weeks. We were told three weeks ago they were finishing up early, we were told last Friday it would be finished by Wednesday and no one said one word about a 5-day wait after that for a city inspection.
But who the hell's bitter?