after a fun afternoon of lunch with the best friends and a movie date with the roomies (and an attractive mr. franco). i return home with one of my roommates to find that we cannot get into our apartment. the bottom lock is locked.
lets back track for a second: move in day. we receive the keys to our place. we are told that they only lock and unlock the top lock so we should not lock the bottom one. okay easy enough.
so...no one remembers locking it so i give our landlord a call. this is when we find out she had been by to change out something on the stove(without any warning at all). after much confusion she comes over to let us in claiming there is no way she would have locked the bottom lock. hm that's funny lucy.
she then walks in with us to point out what she has done. as we pass my recliner she pauses to apologize for leaving her son's chair in our apartment, it was supposed to go in the other one and she will have someone move it soon.
no no no. this is my chair that i brought. not yours. back off crazy lady.
im pretty sure if she hadn't locked that bottom lock we would have:
a.) never known she had been there. not okay.
b.) walked into our apartment to find my recliner stolen.
it hasn't even been a week and we've already had way more of an issue with this crazy woman than we should have to worry about all year.
i'm so EXCITED to see what fun surprises she has still to come.
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