How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy (t3knomanser) wrote,
How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

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Dickless wonders...

Mr. Joseph Hanss and his wife, the landlords of 145 Elemndorf street have just volunteered to be the recipients of any negative energy or maledictions that anyone feels the need to wing around.

It's one thing to not like me, it's completely different to dick me around.

You check out an apartment. You like it. Fill out an app. Get a call back. Show up to sign the lease, make a deposit of $200 cash because you can't pay the sum- it's a bank holiday. Sign the fucking lease. Chat a bit. Leave. Get a phone call before you even make it home: "We've changed our minds, we'll give you your deposit back, but you can't have it."

All because the wife is a passive agressive little twat who can't say to someone's face she doesn't like them.

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