The Wyckford Saga Continues

[napoleonherself]

Well, mecha and mechamom went to talk to apartment complex management about all the shit we've been having to put up with. Y'know, the drunken parties that go on long past midnight, the slamming doors and screaming domestic fights, the large dog kept locked in a bathroom where it whimpers and howls for hours on end basically every single day, all that good stuff.

Apparently first the office woman threatened to throw them out of the office. Then she obliquely threatened Sarah and Ted's tenancy (in, if you'll recall, another apartment in this same complex). By all accounts she was furious that anyone would come to her with complaints about their neighbors.

Also, apparently the fact that the disposal keeps clogging is all my fault. You see, I have been using it incorrectly. It MUST NOT EVER be asked to deal with pasta. Or vegetables of ANY KIND. Mecha says that when she was asked what, exactly, the disposal WAS for, the office woman responded...

Bread crumbs.

Just bread crumbs.



.....

So. Yeah.