Stupendous 'tardation!!You all know about the nice hot and humid temperatures rolling across this great nation, yea? 90+ degrees, and humidity on top of that ...
Well anyways, I come home at 7:45p after running some errands and I see this note on my door:
"We have changed your locks! Please come to the Community Center to pick up your new keys"
I was thinking "okay, just a 1 minute walk, I can cut through the grass and walk through the shade most of the time - no biggie" Then I saw this sign on the door of the Center:
"Center closes at 7pm today"
So I'm standing there, getting somewhat aggravated thinking "well, bend me over and fuck me silly, NOW what?" So I drag my dehydrated ass over to the apartment of the person on duty, ring the doorbell, and ask for the guy ... and I get this:
"who dat? me dunno, he nah heah"
Evidently, he moved out. By then, I was fuming. Housing didn't give me ANY notice. I'm not asking for 48 hour notice, 24 hours would have been more than enough. Hell, email/call me that morning and I would have been about to work something out. But nOoOoOoOo, they change the locks w/o telling me or leaving it somewhere accessible and leave me out to sun-dry like a geriatric California raisin.
Finally found someone to let me borrow their phone, call the university police, and explain my demise. They arrived, furious at Housing for doing something so stupid (and probably pissed that they had to walk in the heat w/ their nifty bulletproof vests <like I was gonna do anything to someone weighing 200+ lbs> ) and let me into my own apt. I still don't have a key.
*sigh* showertime ... 
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"didn't just pick the lock?"
"yea, with what, my tongue?"
"hehe.. couldn't (visiting friend) do it?"
"yea, with what, his schlong?"
