pantsfarm

If I needed more reasons to move sooner rather than later, yesterday and this morning’s experiences will do.

Last night, when I got home, I discovered that the power in my apartment was gone. I tried flipping all the usual switches and discovered that nothing would turn on. The neighbors had power, and the lights in the stairwell worked, so it wasn’t the whole building, unlike a previous outage.

With a call to my relatives and a little bit of guidance, I discovered that one of the two fuse-like ceramic block things with wire on them in the power-meter-box out in the stairwell had disappeared. Evidently somebody else decided they needed it more and took it. Why they stole it is a bit of a mystery to me, as replacing them is very cheap. Probably just some lazy asshole who didn’t want to walk to the store to get one themselves.

With some more help, I managed to buy a replacement and finished the evening with power.

But then in the morning, as I left for work, I stepped out of the apartment into the stairwell to be greeted by multiple huge piles of shit. Apparently some people decided in the night that the stairs was a nice secluded place for massive shits. Ew.

I hope that it wasn’t tenants of the building who were defecating in the stairwell, though at the same time, if it wasn’t, then people who presumably aren’t supposed to be coming in through the first gate, are.

Saturday marks the likely end of such minor hassles at least.