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Well, fuck you too!
My buddy Steve came over last night with some Missing JoJo signs to put up around the complex. At the very least, if someone finds him they'll know he belongs to someone. Or if they see him um...not alive, they'll know that someone is missing him. We put up one dozen signs, enough to get the word out without spamming the neighborhood.
Today, I woke up and all the signs had been taken down. WTF?!? Right? I called the leasing office to ask if it was them. It was. Signs are not allowed in the halls or outside the buildings. We pay extra every month per cat, and when one goes missing, decorum prevents me from having signs up. Oh, I asked, as if I wasn't furious. What was I supposed to do, then? What is the proper procedure to get the word out to my neighbors? She didn't answer, just asked if I'd like to leave a message for the building manager. I left her a message yesterday. She never called me back. I'm sorry about that, she said. Can I have your phone number? Sure. *gives it* Of course, it was on the flyer. Someone could have called me to say it wasn't allowed and tell me what I was supposed to do instead. Okay, well, I'll let her know you called. *Yeah, you do that, you heartless harridan!*
As a customer service person, I don't want to be a bitch to the chick in the leasing office. But I don't have to be happy with that situation. It's ridiculous. If nothing else, they need to stop charging me extra for a cat that isn't here while they are actually thwarting his return. Fuck these dicks, seriously. H is making some more flyers tonight and everybody is getting one on their windshield.
I guess, psychologically, I feel better being pissed at the building manager than I do feeling sad about JoJo. Goddammit, he needs to get his ass home.
Today, I woke up and all the signs had been taken down. WTF?!? Right? I called the leasing office to ask if it was them. It was. Signs are not allowed in the halls or outside the buildings. We pay extra every month per cat, and when one goes missing, decorum prevents me from having signs up. Oh, I asked, as if I wasn't furious. What was I supposed to do, then? What is the proper procedure to get the word out to my neighbors? She didn't answer, just asked if I'd like to leave a message for the building manager. I left her a message yesterday. She never called me back. I'm sorry about that, she said. Can I have your phone number? Sure. *gives it* Of course, it was on the flyer. Someone could have called me to say it wasn't allowed and tell me what I was supposed to do instead. Okay, well, I'll let her know you called. *Yeah, you do that, you heartless harridan!*
As a customer service person, I don't want to be a bitch to the chick in the leasing office. But I don't have to be happy with that situation. It's ridiculous. If nothing else, they need to stop charging me extra for a cat that isn't here while they are actually thwarting his return. Fuck these dicks, seriously. H is making some more flyers tonight and everybody is getting one on their windshield.
I guess, psychologically, I feel better being pissed at the building manager than I do feeling sad about JoJo. Goddammit, he needs to get his ass home.