If he's Pol Pot, maybe you take the tickets and run.
I'm wondering what Pol Pot's wedding was like now.
Also, the plane tickets are probably considered a gift and therefore not sue-able, although maybe Judge Judy would be able to extract the money, because she doesn't seem entirely concerned with jurisprudence. (Okay, I've only seen like one episode of Judge Judy, but my comment still stands.)
There's like an implied contract or something!
Judge Judy would have a few things to say. I love her.
A new one, you mean?
Is it bad that they (HR) don't know if I have one now? I'm about to go all "Are you my mommy?"
t /gas mask
t /Dr. Who
t /Where's Captain Jack?
t Where's Captain Jack?
on the directors.
I hope they don't move me physically. The guy I sit near is a riot, and a doll. He swears he doesn't remember what not to feed me, but THERE IS A POST IT NOTE SAYING ARTIFICIAL SWEETENERS AND MY HEADACHE SELF PORTRAIT on his monitor that he keeps showing to everyone. But he is much better about what he offers me.
Maybe I could sublet, but that seems like a lot of effort.
How long will be left? You could plant to break it, but advertise for a subletter and see what happens. You don't have to go through with it.
Man, the number of ways Denton's crew manages to break their platforms in prime time makes me feel better about my b.org fuckups. Not
good,
but better. I am assuming it's at least one person's job to keep shit up over there. And that they claim to know what they're doing.
Is it bad that they (HR) don't know if I have one now?
Maybe you could be the boss!
Maybe you could be the boss!
As long as I'm only the boss of me, I'm good with it!
Director told me to sit back and wait for even more shit to shake out, so I will chill. But I need to make sure someone knows where I am, if I have to ask for PTO (GOD I WANT SOME), etc. So at least for that...
How long will be left? You could plant to break it, but advertise for a subletter and see what happens. You don't have to go through with it.
It's 8 months left on the lease, so sort of worthwhile, but I'll need to go back and see what my lease says about subletting, now that I've gone through all of this rigamarole with the management company. I couldn't just do it under the radar at this point. The guy only sent me the page of the lease with the $$ info on it (and my initials next to the paragraph....). The language is kind of hilarious about how we "both agree" that it's "not a penalty but is liquidated damages" since we don't know what it will
actually
cost the landlord to have me leave. Spoiler: It will cost them nothing, since I'm sure they will charge the next person even more than I am paying....
Landlord hikes make me think--what do they get in return for rent control? Either they're forced to, or there's something on the back end that makes it worth while, right? My company is now squeezing every legal cent out of me now that they've announced rent control, but the bulk of the increases were certainly not controlled.
If they'd increased rent like I expected after the remodel of the shared areas, I'd have had to move out. But now my rent is $xxx1.05 (I serious don't remember the first three digits--seems I can recall three digits, and now that the last three are ridic, those are the ones that stick) and it's not the $300 odd raises from before.
And then, if I move out, they can set a higher level and start again with the next folks, right?
Usually, yeah. In NYC, "rent stabilization" put a cap on the annual increase and a different formulation for how much the landlord could raise the rent in between tenants.
Landlord hikes make me think--what do they get in return for rent control? Either they're forced to, or there's something on the back end that makes it worth while, right?
Rent control might ensure more stable long-term tenants with more pride of place, resulting in fewer months of rent payments lost to moves and less extensive repair/reno costs when moves do occur. I think some combo of that and my landlord knowing my mom has kept my rent the same since I moved in (knock wood).