Freaking rant with some pissed off on the side

install an alarm

or,

call the cops, say you came home , and the door is open

say that some one stole a ampeg tuber!
the 300 watt thingy

claim on insurance ! hahhaha (dont od that, do not do that , illegal)

uhmm.....

I would report it to the police

look in your lease, you have the right to quiet enjoyment

if you have any questions, PM me....

hmmmmmmmmmmmm

yes, I would have called the police, took pictures, took pictures of the note, and the scene

those friggin maintenance boneheads report to someone.

and if that guy dont give a rats company will , when you report back to the owner of the complex of the poor job the main company is doing.....

and then the maintenance company gets replaced!

hehehehehhehehe

that will show THEM who is boss....

surf

Arright, I have a solution, but it might cost ya a little

I have a mate who has a farm on the outskirts of Melbourne (thats OZ, not Alaska or Florida). For years he's been raising sheep, but now that we've had 7 years of drought, most of the sheep have died, he was in a real pickle about what to do with the land.

Anyway, one day his daughter brought home a baby kangaroo whose mother had been killed by dingoes (the same kind that stole azaria chamberlain's daughter). Anyway the family adopted the 'roo and it became real tame.

A couple of years passed, and my mate decided he had to let the thing go back to the wild (his daughter was heartbroken). The 'roo was so tame he'd eat at the table with the family (vegetarian only, actually probably vegan).

The kangaroo was also pretty harsh on any dingo that came around rummaging through the trash, and on a couple of occasions chased traveling salesmen and policemen and other undesirables away from the house. Once they had a couple of sheep duffers (rustlers to you) try and steal his prize stud ram, and the 'roo kicked the living crap out of them.

So anyway, with a heavy heart, my mate took the 'roo back to the desert where he came from and let him go.

Four days later the 'roo was back, this time with two more 'roo buddies. He wouldn't leave and neither would the others. They just kept the lawn trim, ate most of the roses, and guarded the property better than any Rottweiler, cost nothing to feed, and their poo didn't smell at all.

An idea surfaced, since the sheep weren't doing well - mebbe he could sell 'em as environmentally friendly guard-roos.

He tells me the other day that he's doing a roaring trade in trained kangaroos, and he exports them all over the world.

(Now in case you don't know it, these suckers are at least 6 foot tall when they're standing up)

All you have to do is get one over to your place (I can give you his email) and I can guarantee you could leave the place wide open and you'll come back to see all your sticks lined up and polished.

You might even be able to train it to get a little stinky, although I'd probably go for a reinforced kick drum.

What do you say?
Want his email??

Silversufer, that is the most awesome thing ever. If your friend could train the roo's to wear capes and carry lightsabers, I would order a whole army of them. I don't know how they would stack up in the cold North East though.

Surf, calling the cops didn't cross my mind. Actually my first thought when I realized that no one was in the house was oh crap where are my sticks. My second thought was oh good, they are all here. I am going to go find that little shrew of a property manager and yell at her until she cries. I don't think I got her to the crying part, BUT I was yelling enough to have all the people come out of the back offices and see what the lunatic was screaming about.

They called me this morning to let me know that I have a town inspection today, and they were real timid about it. So I'm gonna swing back to homestead for that and let the county people know about some of the problems in the place that haven't been resolved by the company (mice, broken garage door which I pay extra for, broken steps leading up to back porch, etc., etc).

And then I might light a bag a poop and put it on their doorstep.

unless it's an emergency, the law states that owners or managers must give 24 hours notice to enter a renters property. Tell them the next time they enter your property you will enter a complaint with NAPM (national association of property managers) as well as call the cops. As a renter you actually have more rights than the owner...
Make all of your complaints in writing and make sure to date and copy them. This way if they try to boot you out you can take them to court.
lame
p.s- love the roo story. classic

Guard Kangaroo. That's AWESOME! He brought back some buddies too, even better. Coolest story I have heard in a while.

Thanks Slade. I've been thinking about putting in a formal complaint to the BB and the NAMP.

But they way I see it (and I think I'm being way too nice about it) is that the managers of my property are pretty new. Not new to the management game, but new to this set of complexes. I've had two other companies looking after the estates in the time I've been here. Both of those cut their losses when they realized how run down the properties were on the whole, but in my area these properties are it, period. You can't get other housing without going 20 miles or so out, I've done that and hate the commute.

I have a feeling that these people are running around trying to cover their arses from all the inspections we've been having (state, city, and fire). Their matience department is brand new (to the area) and thus have no idea where or what they are doing, and don't give a poop whether or not they are stepping on toes so long as the company doesn't get uber-fined from the powers that be. If it keeps going on like this though I'm gonna lay down some of Yngwie farking fury.

I guess if we think about the big picture here, had this not occured. Had I not come here and posted a rant about it.

Then we would have all missed out on a story about guard kangaroos.

+ a million!

Slade's right dude. Except, I wouldn't give 'em the warning. I'd have chewed their arse, and pursued a complaint. In the many retail jobs I have worked threats and complaints to the management do nothing but make them hold a grudge against you. Get'n the man to do a little paper work on a mofo makes 'em fear you.

Here's a couple of 'em at training session - this is the 'unarmed combat' part of the training:

two words:

ASSUALT BADGERS.

I keep two in the house at all times. They eat alot, but they discourage theives fo sho.

sorry man, I hope it gets squared away.

rock.

DDD