This is my new favorite thread. Suddenly, I don't feel so alone.
I absolutely hate the escalator and sidewalk issues. I hev never been able to understand how two people can figure out a way to walk slowly and meander enough out of sync to block an entire downtown sidewalk, but it occurs right in front of me every day. I try to predict their rhythm and get past them, but they always switch it up so end up bumping into them and then they act like I'm being all rude, even when I say, "Excuse me."
And I was just thinking about the double-door thing yesterday. I really don't get the people who literally stand there and wait for people to come in the door they wish to exit when there is another door RIGHT NEXT TO IT not being used. I always walk by everyone and open the door myself and say, "Huh. It works!"
And Comcast is my nemesis. They have screwed up every service call I have made in the last 5 years and they have billed me incorrectly ever since I moved to my new place 4 months ago. They scheduled my move wrong (not even close to anything I requested), never turned off service to my old address, billed me for both accounts after discussing their error 4 times in 3 months, placed my account into collection, and then when a supervisor told me everything was corrected and I was receiving a massive credit, instead of crediting my account, they billed the credited amount placing my account further into delinquency and I had a $1300 cable bill. The last time I checked, it was supposed to be corrected, but I will have no idea until I receive the next bill, of which I told them I have absolutely no faith will be accurate. The only people who have every done anything right at Comcast are the technicians who install my equipment. Other than that, there is nothing good about the company, but they have an exclusive contract for service in my building, so it's Comcast or nothing.
And then there is my next-door neighbor who plays techno house music at ear-splitting volumes with his speakers firmly achored to the walls that share my unit. I have spoken to him, filed complaints, but he always manages to forget that other people besides him live in the building. And it's not just like you hear a little bass, it literally rattles the appliances. During the day, I wear wireless headphones around the house just to try and block out some of the noise, but it often overpowers those as well. And when he goes on a meth binge or whatever, you can not only hear all the lyrics, but it will suddenly occur at 1 am or maybe 5:30 am in sporadic bursts for a minute or two just so it startles you awake every time he changes songs halfway through. The board is supposed to decide on further action, but it takes a long time since he's a renter and everything has to go through the owner of the unit. Next time, I think I'll call the police. I'm just afraid the guy will wig out on me. He's seriously creepy. And straight, too, judging from the sounds of his porn preferences I can hear through my bedroom walls.
"What can you expect from a bunch of seitan worshippers?" - Reginald Tresilian
