Back at It

Back to the daily grind.  Here's hoping the week isn't too fast and furious.

I felt so overwhelmed about the whole Kohls debacle. I think I will at some point find an email for corporate and share my thoughts about how things changed without curse words.  It would be nice if I got a $42 credit on my account and not a merchandise credit. It would be nicer if my mom got her flipping credit card.  This is insane and I just don't understand why they had to make things so complicated.

My mom worried last night that maybe Charlie and Jeremy were going to flip houses and would move on right away. I wasn't really sure. I was left with the impression that maybe this would be income property for them.  It would be nice if there were more private owners who owned rentals instead of corporations.  The Great Fava was a personal trainer when he bought this property.  Then he took a job in real estate and became a realtor.  Then he consulted people on running a business.  Then he and his wife started a clothing apparel line.  His motivations were greed.  Pure greed.  He never had an inspection done when he bought this property.  His intent was to collect money and do the bare minimum and if he did more, we would pay for it in a rent increase.

I had thought about contacting my state rep's office about tenants rights.  I know things are ok now with the guys and I know they'll be more than fair.  Just what little interaction with Charlie I had, I know they're both good kids.  I know they're probably in their 30s and more grown up than I am, but I think of them as kids.  We left for grocery shopping for awhile and when we came back, I noticed the stairs looked so nice.  There's carpeting and there was always dog hair or something stuck to the rugs.  I figured Charlie cleaned the hallway.  Guess I better clean my room today after seeing how much work he put in.  He's a hard worker.  I can't believe how much work he did.  I didn't expect it and I'm so amazed by his work ethic.  He's just so awesome and seems really kind.

It was so depressing looking for places online and driving around.  Why do these corporations think it's ok to have people live in places that aren't fit to live in?  Would they like to live in a place full of bed bugs and psychopaths?  My very sweet team lead moved back home to parents after living in a place full of bed bugs where she would find them in her clothes pocket.  That's so wrong and so disgusting of property owners.  

I have to go back to Kohls to get my mom's last order.  I forgot one.  Sigh.  I told her she's coming with me to return the shirts she hates and to pay her bill.  She can't pay online because well, she doesn't have a credit card.  Because we were dealing with the chaos of the house selling, we didn't get to Kohls until 2 days after it was due.  I'm so tired of the chaos.  Thanks Great Fava.  You suck.

There will be no diva today and that's fine with me.  I'm not sure about the diva's longevity.  She was told to sign off after she admitted being online after her work hours one night and when someone asked if she was here, she magically popped up online.  Not good.  I have told her not to do that because well, we've been told not to work extra hours.  I'm guilty of the extra 10 minutes but you won't see me online at 9 at night.  My sister worked for a company where they worked extra hours and didn't get paid.  Someone sued and they got their back pay.  That's why they tell you to freaking sign off.  Yet, I see the diva sign in when I do and she is an hour behind me.  Sigh again.  Does. Not. Listen.  At least to me it seems.

I hope the good humans have a good day.