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Jun. 18th, 2008 12:24 pmI won't apologize for it: I thought The Incredible Hulk was a lot of fun. ( Worth your time at a matinee if you can make it! (No spoilers, promise.) )
In other news, I hired cleaners for today who ended up being an hour late. So I can't stay the whole time they are here and I'm running back to work and then back home again to pay them and let them out. I'm not happy about it, but I'm more sanguine than I was this morning. They seem nice and didn't mind taking some direction from me. (I asked them to do the kitty room first so I could pen the cats up when I went to work.)
Being home meant I could let in the inspector, the manager, and the super. They looked at things. Asked me a couple of questions. Nothing serious. At one point, shortly after the inspector asked me about mice, I thought I caught the manager saying that "you should clean," re: our messy place, but I think what he said was that "we keep it clean" because the next thing he said was "there are no mice." I suppose he was talking about the building. I let it go only because I knew myself to be in a bad mood and didn't need to push it.
When the inspector asked if there were any problems, I mentioned the window in the living room that didn't open. (Sorry,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
feiran, but I wasn't sure if yours was okay or not.) The Super gave me some kind of look over his shoulder and the manager threw him at the problem. Clearly, they didn't want a bad review to go down or anything. I didn't intend to get anyone in trouble, but if he was trying to give me a panicked, kill-it-with-the-problems-why-don't-you? gesture, I didn't give it any attention. The window didn't open, and for the first time ever that he's been around, I was at leisure to insist he fix it. He did and dragged both the others back to look at it. I'm sorry if that makes him look poorly, but honestly, I don't think it was so bad a thing that it should have done. So there :P
And now the cleaning ladies are here, and I'm about to head out to work. Tra-la!
In other news, I hired cleaners for today who ended up being an hour late. So I can't stay the whole time they are here and I'm running back to work and then back home again to pay them and let them out. I'm not happy about it, but I'm more sanguine than I was this morning. They seem nice and didn't mind taking some direction from me. (I asked them to do the kitty room first so I could pen the cats up when I went to work.)
Being home meant I could let in the inspector, the manager, and the super. They looked at things. Asked me a couple of questions. Nothing serious. At one point, shortly after the inspector asked me about mice, I thought I caught the manager saying that "you should clean," re: our messy place, but I think what he said was that "we keep it clean" because the next thing he said was "there are no mice." I suppose he was talking about the building. I let it go only because I knew myself to be in a bad mood and didn't need to push it.
When the inspector asked if there were any problems, I mentioned the window in the living room that didn't open. (Sorry,
feiran, but I wasn't sure if yours was okay or not.) The Super gave me some kind of look over his shoulder and the manager threw him at the problem. Clearly, they didn't want a bad review to go down or anything. I didn't intend to get anyone in trouble, but if he was trying to give me a panicked, kill-it-with-the-problems-why-don't-you? gesture, I didn't give it any attention. The window didn't open, and for the first time ever that he's been around, I was at leisure to insist he fix it. He did and dragged both the others back to look at it. I'm sorry if that makes him look poorly, but honestly, I don't think it was so bad a thing that it should have done. So there :PAnd now the cleaning ladies are here, and I'm about to head out to work. Tra-la!
