Want to hear something hilarious?

Our air conditioner has been unusable since July 2005. The landlord was repeatedly contacted about it but didn't bother to take any action to fix it. Whatever, the landlord's an asshole.

We gave notice that we're moving to a new place on Sept 1st a few weeks ago, because.. well, the landlord's an asshole, and we found a much nicer place nearby. So this week, who comes waltzing into the apartment (the locked apartment, by the way, and there was no knocking or ringing of any bells or giving any phonecalls prior to simply unlocking the apartment door and coming right in) but the asshole landlord, with an air-conditioner-mechanic in tow.

Apparently this air-conditioner-mechanic is the only one in the entire Midwest region, and "he's been so backed up" and had to fix air condioners all over MN, ND, WI, etc. Lucky us that he could fit us into his tight schedule.

Suuuure. Crock of shit. Fixing air conditioners is far from rocket science, and some part of me (perhaps the "I'm not a fucking idiot" part?) is pretty certain that there just may be a few more of "his kind" in the Cities, let alone the entire Midwest.

Now we have a (semi)working air-conditioner. Dago prick. It's pretty obvious that the only reason he finally got around to fixing it is so he can attract a replacement tenant by advertising this apartment as having AC. I hope he chokes on a fucking sausage.