Daily Archives: January 2, 2008
AIEEE!!!! So, I stayed home from work today, for a variety of reasons. I slept in (rather, I went back to bed after getting up at ass o’clock to walk the dog), got up at about 10am, took a shower, then started to make a list of things I need to get done today.
While listing, I heard a commotion in the hallway, but didn’t pay much attention to it. The Stompy Girls had been in and out, and I figured it was something to do with them. Then, there was a knock on my door. WTF? I don’t get drop-in traffic, so if someone knocks on my door, I’m usually expecting it. This was not expected.
Turns out, it was the pest control guys. I may have mentioned them before? When I first moved in, there was a card left on my kitchen table from them, to the effect of, “We’re Blah Blah Blah Company, and we’ve sprayed your kitchen and bathroom for pests.” I was not happy about it at the time, but figured it was a one-time thing and promptly forgot about it.
Come to find out, they have been spraying every damned month. I had no idea! When I called the office (Hello?! I’ve seen TV! I’m not letting a complete stranger into my house, no matter who he says he is!), they said that, yes, the pest control guys have a master key and they just come in if you aren’t home.
Aaack! I’d just gotten out of the shower when they knocked—my hair was still up in a towel. If they’d been five minutes earlier, I wouldn’t have heard them knocking. Presumably they would have just come in?
I guess it wouldn’t seem quite so wrong-wrong-wrongity-wrong-wrong to me if it weren’t for the fact that the management company is very careful to send out “contain your pets” warnings every time their maintenance guys need access to the apartments. It’s a huge liability issue for both them and us, especially if we have dogs. My dog is not at all aggressive, but I’d like to have an opportunity to contain her if someone is going to be in my apartment while I’m not here. I don’t know these guys. I have no reason not to trust them, but what if something did happen, and Harriet bit one of them? That’s just not a fair position to put any dog in.
Which brings me to another point: Miss Brown is useless!!!!! I guess I should be thankful for that, huh?
Ugh. So, anyway, I got the pest control schedule from the management office: first Tuesday of every month, unless it’s a holiday, and then (apparently!), it’ll be the next working day. I wonder how many first Tuesdays I’ve been home, gone back to bed, and slept through them coming in and spraying? Or how many first Tuesdays I’ve gotten up, decided to clean the litter box, and left the trash bag of litter in the middle of the bathroom floor until after work, when I had time to take it to the dumpster? Or how many first Tuesdays I’ve had a sink full of dirty dishes? Or a million other embarrassing messes? Yikes!