the update on shit

You know the shit that’s been caked on my bathroom floor since I got home Monday night? Still there. I’ve tried to clean it up with a Swiffer (because that’s all I had) and I even bought a real mop. See my dedication here? No dice on either one, though, because apparently when shit’s been caked on a tile floor, it tends to stay that way for a while.

I’m not above cleaning shit up. I have a dog. I do it outside four or five times a day. But I’m just not really jumping at the chance to scrape this stuff off with a chisel, because that may just be the only option.

I just went down to the rental office at 9:06 (they open at 9). They called the maintenance guy, who tried to say he cleaned it. Right. So I just shit (and perhaps vomited from the looks of it) all over my own bathroom floor that much in the past 36 hours?

Now, I have to wait until the property manager comes in around 10, to see what they’re going to do. I could have just told her what she was going to do, but I was afraid to get to hostile, because I haven’t had a shower since Monday and I didn’t want to go to jail and be known as The Stinky One.

In the meantime, I’ll sit in my own filth and wait, I guess. It’s not like I have a job or anything. At least I have the type of managers that are understanding and will allow me to work from home… but the apartment complex doesn’t know that, ya know?

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