To paraphrase Cole Porter (which always surprised me because his lyrics were pretty darned racy for his time).
It was near 90 degrees on Saturday and over 90 yesterday. I even had to turn my computer off mid-day because it over-heated! It was definitely 90 today, and supposed to be tomorrow, too. And what does our condo management say? “The city of Alexandria requires that we keep the heat on until May 15.” That is fucking bull shit! Last year they turned the air conditioning on on May 2nd. I know because I was getting my a/c serviced that day. And it wasn’t nearly as hot last year as it is now. (And in the last several years, the a/c has always been turned on prior to May 15th.)
My neighbor is on the condo’s board of directors, and she’s going to get an ear full tonight. She probably doesn’t really need my earful because she also lives on the top floor. She knows how freakin’ hot it gets up here.
I say we fire the God damn condo management asshats.
Until Wednesday (when it’s supposed to rain and be more seasonable), I’ll be grumpy. Very grumpy.
Fucking condo management assholes who can’t use God damn common sense. (And no, I don’t believe the problem lies with the city of Alexandria.) Fucking condo management shitheads.