I'm down here in my basement apartment that has sprung countless leaks (I'm not kidding - countless) with the heavy rains and all I can really think about is how happy I am that we can treat Tuberculosis these days. If this was the 1880s, I'd be done for. No matter really, I've got every towel I own deployed (I managed to save one hand towel to dry off with if I decide to shower today which is both funny and sad) to stop the water and I re-established my internet connection on the opposite side of my house so that I can work today.
I've calmed down too. My property manager - the Lindsay Lohan like (read: good for nothing) RCG of Somerville, MA - ignored three of my calls to their emergency maintenance line yesterday. THREE! To be fair, they had the decency to call back after my first one but the guy hung up on me when he realized I wanted him to actually do something about the water. Thanks Oscar! SO needless to say, I was LIVID yesterday. Today, I just want to move out of this freaking place and head for higher ground.
I can't believe it's come to this, but I looked up (thank you Google) tenant rights yesterday and RCG is clearly in violation of the Habitability clause. Here it is from www.mass.gov:
Structural Elements: Every landlord must maintain the foundation, floors, walls, doors, windows, ceilings, roof, staircases, porches, chimneys, and other structural elements of the dwelling so that it excludes wind, rain, and snow; is rodent-proof, weathertight, watertight, and free from chronic dampness; in good repair, and in every way fit for its intended use.
Whoops!!! We're not satisfying several of those criteria at the moment.
So let's recap....two weeks ago my apartment was destroyed by my dog. This week, it was destroyed by mother nature. What can I expect two weeks from now? Locusts? Some biblical shit?
Thanks for letting me vent, here's a picture of a puppy for your time:
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