A bit of context: my dear friend e.k.s. and I lived in an interesting apartment our junior year of college... and by interesting I mean awful. We had countless issues with the building and our neighbors, ranging from rampant mold growing in our bathroom to having a Heineken bottle thrown through our window at midnight. Thank you oh-so-mature house full of boys from the swim team.
In hindsight, by far the most appalling problem was our lack of heat. Yes, lack of heat...in Wisconsin...until the beginning of November. Our Don Vito look-alike landlord was so cheap he didn't turn on our heat until we threatened with escrow. Priceless advice for said landlord: Don't ever underestimate two independent, determined (and freezing) women.
So, in efforts to stave-off hypothermia during our battle for heat:
(Take that ex-landlord, we didn't pay for utilities).
Ohhhh the memories!
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