What $1050 Will Get You
Remember my oven knob debacle from three years ago?
Where Zorba told me the oven knob was my problem?
And I went on a wild goose chase and through the powers of the virtual circle of the internets was able to find the model number of that POS oven and order a knob for $50?
Well, the knob came with me when we moved out.
That's right kids. I bought a shadowbox for it, mounted it, and now it hangs in my new kitchen.
And am I ever glad I took that effing knob with me.
I replaced it with a knob that didn't fit right that Chunky found on the playground 3 years ago--he was tuned into my hunt for a knob that he brought it home from school thinking it would fit. It didn't, but I saved it because I knew I was going to take my $50 knob with me when we left.
Squirrel Gables is up for sale again.
They took it off the market after it was up for sale for about a week. It went back on yesterday.
I took the virtual tour of the place tonight.
It's a short sale.
Meaning, I really don't think we're going to get our money or at the very least an itemized list of where our $1000 went.
I was talking to the associate attorneys I sit next to (two are labor lawyers and one is a real estate lawyer) because we got on the subject of douchey landlords and I told them my story.
Two of them started drooling and offered to help me nail Zorba's ass to the wall.
The other one, like me, had reservations about going after a guy who's senile.
I vacillate from day to day.
I haven't cashed the $1400 check he did pay us. I don't want it to be construed that I'm accepting that as payment in full.
(ETA: The check is a certified check, it won't bounce.)
But I've also got a credit card bill with a hefty balance on it stemming from a pothole Dr. Mad Scientist let his car get intimate with.
And today is also the last day of school for Dr. Mad Scientist. Meaning--it's time to find a job.
Things aren't looking so hot.
He never heard back on that interview he had a couple of weeks ago. We're assuming that means he didn't get the position (the position starts Monday). And the program he's with is being really dodgy about getting them details about what schools they can apply to and still have them "count" as fulfilling their obligation to teach in Newark. (We don't know if charter schools or private schools count or if they'd settle for him teaching in say Paterson, NJ--another not-so-hot-urban school district.)
Luckily I have until May 23 to make up my mind about going after Zorba (he's got 30 days from our last day to get us a list and/or the rest of our money) or not.
May 23 is also three days after the credit card bill is due.
Things aren't looking so good for Zorba.
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