tiggerspoohbear
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I admit I had a meltdown when I woke up to find someone banging on my door this morning. I admit I never heard the buzzer, and it's loud, turned out to be the guy who used to live here (I've been here for almost 2 months now). I admit he was looking for some damn mail from the same disability program I'm on and it should not be coming here. I admit I phoned the new landlady, only to find out he'd been downstairs to her son's apartment before making his way up to me. He wanted in the mailbox and was told NO. I admit I checked all my mail, found 2 pieces, dated after July 13th so he lied about having changed his address and his threats to sue them are bullshit. I admit the door downstairs doesn't unlock, but with the heat and humidity if it's not slammed hard, it doesn't lock. I admit I've put a note in the window to ensure said door is locked and that any inquiries should be directed to the landlord's son who lives here. His parents bought the house. I admit said meltdown was not pretty after he left, and it happened again when I called the landlady. I admit she has advised son to give him the 2 pcs of mail that I found, that he will be told to change his address and that he's not to return to the property. I admit I so hope he does and I get to call the cops and have him arrested for trespassing. I have no qualms about doing that, he's endangering the status of my status because he's not changing the address. I admit most of this may not make sense, I'm still freaked about him showing up at my door, waking me out of a dead sleep. Sleep that I very much need. I admit I'll quit now or I'll never stop. My apologies for this being so long.
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