So Mitch and I came home from grocery shopping today to find that our roommate’s girlfriend put a sticky note over our thermostat that says “DON’T TOUCH PLEASE!!!”
Let me remind you that this is the crazy bitch who constantly has every window open, every fan on, and the screen door open when it is like 30 degrees outside.
ALSO. Mitch and I were the ones who FIXED THE DAMN HEATER when it was broken. We dealt with the landlord coming here like 90 times to try and fix it, and the repairman, etc. She, nor our roommate, did anything about it. This apartment would not have a working heater if it wasn’t for us.
But I guess now we can’t touch the thermostat and it is on like… 60 degrees or some shit. I’D LIKE TO BE WARM WHILE I SLEEP THANKS.
IT IS COLD. WE ARE IN CHICAGO AND IT IS WINTER. LIKE SERIOUSLY.
I am literally going to murder her. I don’t think you all understand. You are going to see me on the news being arrested because I am going to kill her.