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Last week we got a note on our door that the maintenance guys would be coming in our apartment for some routine stuff – changing air filters, checking smoke alarms, etc. Basic shit.

Well, they never came.

On Tuesday or Wednesday we got another notice saying that they were coming on Friday, yesterday, instead. Around 1, I heard some voices around and I poked my head out of the door. I saw the guys at the apartment across the way and asked if they were going to come to ours next, because I would need to put Donnie away in his crate so that he didn’t try and bite them. They said yes, so back inside I went to take care of Donnie.

About 3 minutes later there was a knock at the door, and it was them. One was the regular guy who is realllllly nice, and the other was this new guy and his big metal clipboard.

Technically we aren’t supposed to have Moogle because the complex is a rip off. In order to have Donnie with us, we had to put down a $450 deposit, and we have to pay an ADDITIONAL $20 a month for a stupid pet rent. When we signed the lease they told us that the pet deposit would be good for two pets. Later on when we asked about it, prior to getting Moogs, we were told that nope… we were misinformed and that it’s for 1 pet only. To get another would be another hefty deposit PLUS another $20 a month.

Fuck. That.

So I told the guys to be careful about the kitten and that we were watching her because Chris’s Mom was out of town on a cruise to Alaska. It wasn’t a total lie because she actually did take a cruise to Alaksa, it just happened in June lol. I said that she has leather couches (true fact), and that leaving a kitten alone with them wouldn’t be too good.

Clipboard dickhead goes, “well I have to let the office know that you have two pets blah blah blah.” Instantly pissed off I say, “no, we don’t have two pets. One is our dog that they know about. We paid the deposit and we have been paying the extra monthly pet rent. The other we are watching for my Mother-In-Law while she is away on a cruise.”

Apparently he doesn’t understand plain English because I had to repeat myself about a dozen times, but he kept on insisting that he had to let them know.

We can’t afford another pet deposit nor can we afford the additional $20 a month on our rent. With the addition of Donnie and the water/sewage, our rent is already a little over $850. Pet rent on Moogle would kill us.

If I get a notice or a phone call regarding this, Mr. Maintenance Man your ass is mine. I will tell them how rude he was, and say that he is no longer allowed inside our apartment, and that if he is… it’s so on.

Fingers crossed I don’t have to do this to the guy:

- She Who Has The Last Word

In an earlier blog posted about a week and a half back my terrible H&R Block story was told. Some of you might remember the ordeal I had to go through just to file my taxes and some of you might not. Basically I went through a bunch of bull just to file simple taxes and got the run around at 2 different locations.

I e-filed my taxes on the 7th and was told that I would get my return, which is a very nice and hefty sum, direct deposited into my checking account in 8-15 days. I was hoping for 8 because I am a very impatient person, especially when it comes to money. The guy who did my taxes told me about the ability to check when I’d get my return on the IRS website so I did – many times. I must have checked that website so much that it was like I had OCD.

Monday the 9th had nothing to report, the 10th had nothing, but then on the 11th I was told that they had just gotten my information and that I should expect my return by the 24th.

THE 24TH!!!! WHAT THE HELL!!!!

By e-filing one would assume that they would get my information immediately and not 4 days later. I realize that they probably didn’t get anything on Sunday, but that still gave the rest of Saturday as well as all day Monday and Tuesday for them to get the ball rolling.

Chris tried telling me that I would probably get paid on a Friday since that was when he got his so I waited patiently until the 13th for a miracle. I logged into my online banking and saw nothing. I then checked on Saturday the 14th hoping that maybe on Valentines Day I would get my money and found nothing.

At that point I was starting to get pretty peeved. I just wanted my damn money! There were things that I needed to do with my money like put down deposits for our wedding so it’s pretty important for me to get this.

Monday rolled around and again I was disappointed. Throughout every single day of this past week I have checked my bank account only to be let down. As each day went by I kept in mind that maybe on the upcoming Friday, the 20th, I would finally get what’s rightfully mine. I even had it all planned out. If I got my money on Friday I would make an appointment to get my hair cut, since I haven’t had one since November of 2007, we would go to Target and get some much needed things for our new apartment, go to Costco for some more things, start paying bills, and then put down wedding deposits.

During Thursday night going into Friday morning I had a dream that I went onto my online banking through my iPhone. In the dream I saw that my deposit hadn’t came in. Normally when I have dreams like that they come true. I’m not trying to say that I’m some psychic or that I can predict the future because that would just be silly, but hey…. it has happened on more than one occasion. When I did eventually wake up the first thing I did was check my bank account. Guess what I saw??

NOTHING!!!

After that I checked my email and saw that around 6:30 in the morning I had gotten a message from H&R saying how my deposit has been sent and that depending on how my bank handles things, it could be an additional 1-5 days. So not cool!

All day yesterday I kept checking my bank account thinking that maybe at some random time the funds would come through. Hell, I’ve even checked today 3 times and I still want my goddamn money!

So needless to say, my plans for today are going to have to be put on hold. We aren’t going anywhere today but at least we have our Wii to keep us company. I will try my best to be patient because it is the IRS and they can fuck my world up… but I issue this statement to them:

I WANT MY MONEY NOW BITCHES!!!!

*ahem*  Thank you….

- She Who Has The Last Word