Second written warning

I got an email today from someone I've never met, who is somehow associated to the apartment owners.

Here are the highlights:

"I supposed to see you today when you come back your apt from work ..."

[Yes OK but why? Why were you coming see me?.]

"... but when I was at the building, you'd gone for business."

[Oh yes, the security guard was onto me when I snuck out the side with my luggage. He actually saw me on the street, came outside and own the street, watched me through the gate as I crossed the road, gingerly came onto the footpath as I got into the cab, then enthusiastically waved me goodbye and I peered back out through the window ... he never even asked my name ...]

"I also printed one copy of this minute and I'll give to you when we can meet."

[Another written warning is on the way. Double Fuck.]

I also have a rent deposit and payment due this Friday, which I will probably miss because I am away. Seventy four million anything is not an easy amount to approve. It's so easy to throw an extra zero into the mix. I know how Obama feels.