armchaircritic

Right now I could really use a punch bag. This all starts when I didn't receive my monthly copy of .net magazine. I thought perhaps given the recent postal strikes that it had gone awol, into a bin perhaps, after all I am naive like that. It turns out that my so nice neighbours are nicking off with it. I know this because I ordered a replacement, two actually, I got the wrong month when speaking to this automated telephone service, so I ordered a copy that I already had by mistake. Why is it that August issue of a magazine is delivered to me in the last week of June? Anyway the copy I was after was the Summer issue, that's July to you and me. Anyway they both arrived, and as a test I placed the one I was going to return as I already had it on the step and just took the one I needed into the flat. This was lunchtime, when I got home it was missing. I checked the flat and phoned the Girlfriend, and she hadn't brought it in. So where the christ did it go? Of course, some bum from the other flat has taken it like they took my last issue. I have had it up to here with people knicking off with my mail, and this has happened in the past. Why can't people just respect your shit without taking off with it? Too easy if you live in a flat just to say "oh great that looks nice, I'll have that before they notice it's been delivered".

I'm not going to confront them about it, just move the subscription to be delivered to work. But I AM going to mention this to my buddy the landlord, and I'm going to make sure he get's the agency to write them a very nice letter. I'm also going to make sure they cannot live there next year -goodbye suckers- as I am going to convince him that I will find nice postgrad students from my department who will just love to live in a quiet place. I'll do that after oftering the redesign his Church's website (yes my landlord is in contact with the lord, and their website is stuck in the very early 90's)

Revenge is a dish best served cold.