Well… so much for my good karma run. Done and done.
First of all, thank you SO much to the Toronto Transit for striking and completely ruining my weekend. Really, thanks for coming out. Appreciate it. Yep. Jerks.
Second… I head down to my apartment building’s Freddy Krueger basement to my storage locker (which is sort of hidden in a dead-end hallway) and find my storage locker door wide-open to the public. Someone busted off the entire lock (which needs a key) and stole it. Brilliant. What the hell are you going to do with a lock and no key? Seriously. Stupidity at its best.
I have no idea how long it was open for, since I haven’t been down there in ages (mostly because of its Freddy Kruegerness). I have no idea if anything was stolen, which says a lot about what’s in there. My first thought was to go and get a new lock, which of course I can not do since the stupid transit is on strike and there are no lock selling stores in my area (again, thanks TTC, thanks a lot). But now I’m thinking, maybe I should just leave it open for business and let the fellow jerks in my building do my spring cleaning…..hrmmm.
I’m also peeved that no one told me. I mean, the stupid thing is registered to my apartment, and I know the supers could have figured it out if they cared, but the Super Creeps don’t give a crap. That I know for sure, because they are definitely creepy, miserable and crazy. I’ve witnessed many creepy encounters with them, and they freak me out, way out. They kind of remind me of the creepy neighbours from that movie, The Burbs. I’m pretty positive that they possibly capture tenants that piss them off and store them in the Freddy Krueger basement. Maybe that’s what happened to my lock. Maybe a tenant broke loose. Maybe the lock is evidence.
So now the question is, do I say what I really want to say to the Super Creeps and risk being locked up Freddy Krueger style? Or just go about my business and curse them to no end? Decisions, decisions.