So, I'm transferring over to the law school to start a new job there. It would be a good thing, except that the dean has a habit of making promises that he can't/doesn't keep. One circle of hell to another, basically. Oh, well, at least I'm employed.
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Good luck on the job change, Vortex.
Nora, that is a very stressful situation. I wish I had something more useful to say.
Ugh, Nora. Good luck, that's totally stressful.
Can't help with the fashion tips. Or the cat urine. Or the tenants. Sorry.
Good luck with the new job, Vortex.
Ugh, Nora.
Good luck, Vortex! What is the new job? Goodness, I wish I could get you in front of our Dean for a job, because she'd love you. I even have one in mind if the total screw-up who has it now would just . . . leave.
Yeah, I just don't know what to do. It's a mess.
I don't know if the property managers are in fact dropping the ball or if my tenants and neighbors are crazy (which I'm quite willing to believe.) I just don't know how to exert any influence on the situation given the craziness of the stakeholders and the very strong tenants laws in MA.
Isn't the point of a property manager that you don't get all those emails and calls? Man.
I wish I had anything constructive to offer.
Good luck, Vortex.
Good luck, Vortex. Sometimes, a different hell can be tolerable for a while just because the worn-out pressure points are getting some relief.
Can you look into getting a new property manager, Nora? gah, that must be so stressful!
Best of luck to you both, Vortex and Nora.