Tuesday, May 09, 2006
It seems you can go coasting along nice and smooth like and then all of a sudden, without warning, it's: BAM!%*@#
You run straight into mentality clash. And that's what I've run into here in HLC (Holy Land Central) after a looooooong hiatus of smooth sailing along the coastal waters of cultural adjustment.
My landlord should have put in an additional air conditioning unit last month, according to our handy-dandy contract. I phoned him two weeks ago and he promised to send someone over. Nada.
Called again yesterday and was told by him not to nag. I swear that's the terminology he used. I looked it up in the dictionary but not until I got home because I didn't know what the word meant at first. If I had, I'd have been too furious to also tell him the solar panel water heater isn't working.
Know what his response to that was? "So heat it electrically."
I'm definitely a nag sometimes. Aren't we all? But this is the same landlord who brought over a Circa 1600's oven sans electrical cord ("Oh it doesn't work? Oh well sorry") and who never got around to fixing a gaping rust hole in the bathtub.
We fixed the tub, got a new oven and took both charges out of the rent. At the time we hadn't yet paid him. Now he has 12 pre-dated checks.
You know what his response to my telling him that he needs to live up to his obligations was? "You can always move out".
Okay. I come from California where tenant rights are very very real. But this is just a bit much...Hello? Where does this person live? Thanks for allowing me to rant, my compadres.