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which_chickNote to self: You are thirty-five years old, which is certainly old enough to know better than to pretend that Sea Salt and Malt Vinegar potato chips constitute a balanced dinner. You also know better than to eat Sea Salt and Malt Vinegar potato chips until the inside of your mouth is raw and sore.. Please don't do this again.
I cleaned trash out of Michelle's apartment today. Michelle was our heroin dealing tenant, the one applying for food stamps with four children and the recently-arrested boyfriend. Her. I feel the need to specify which heroin dealing tenant because we have more than one. *sigh* Anyway. Along with the trash that I cleaned up, I removed a buck twenty-eight from her floor, in coins the largest of which was a dime. If tenants leave an apartment a mess when they move, odds are excellent that I will find more than a dollar in change left on the floor of the place. I'm not encouraging tenants to leave without cleaning the place, but if they don't, I'm going to wind up with free money so, y'know, not much of a downside. Perhaps our tenants think they're too good to pick up sticky pennies from the floor of their apartment, but I am sure as hell not too good for that. I got better than a quarter of a latte today in money Michelle couldn't fucking be bothered to pick up.
She also left behind a reasonably decent chest of drawers (needs minor repairs and refinishing) that's made out of actual wood instead of that particleboard shit most of our tenants use. I think I'm going to take that home and refinish it for entertainment purposes. I don't actually need a chest of drawers, but it would make a nice project and I will need something to do once the weather gets cold.
I cleaned trash out of Michelle's apartment today. Michelle was our heroin dealing tenant, the one applying for food stamps with four children and the recently-arrested boyfriend. Her. I feel the need to specify which heroin dealing tenant because we have more than one. *sigh* Anyway. Along with the trash that I cleaned up, I removed a buck twenty-eight from her floor, in coins the largest of which was a dime. If tenants leave an apartment a mess when they move, odds are excellent that I will find more than a dollar in change left on the floor of the place. I'm not encouraging tenants to leave without cleaning the place, but if they don't, I'm going to wind up with free money so, y'know, not much of a downside. Perhaps our tenants think they're too good to pick up sticky pennies from the floor of their apartment, but I am sure as hell not too good for that. I got better than a quarter of a latte today in money Michelle couldn't fucking be bothered to pick up.
She also left behind a reasonably decent chest of drawers (needs minor repairs and refinishing) that's made out of actual wood instead of that particleboard shit most of our tenants use. I think I'm going to take that home and refinish it for entertainment purposes. I don't actually need a chest of drawers, but it would make a nice project and I will need something to do once the weather gets cold.
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Date: 2005-10-07 04:55 pm (UTC)We kept telling him it was for the Canadian Club fund, and one day we showed up with a small bottle of it. He drank quite a bit of it, and that's how I ended up with the Axe of the Dwarven Lords.
An Artifact, I point out, that was more an embarrassment to my Dwarven Thief than anything else.