Time Runs Out

Having just put on my last clean underwear I went to see if the laundry room was working, as complained about in the item below. Ha ha ha, what a sucker I am. New, working equipment? Hell no! Found two locks on the door (previously only one) neither of which will accept my key.

How much more of this am I expected to take? What am I supposed to do, find a lawyer who'll sue the slumlord son-of-a-bitch? How about a rent rebate, fucking parasite? Or a few thousand dollars for the aggravation of a collapsed bathroom ceiling? Or I could just slit his rent-seeking slumlord throat. Call the police any time you want, bastards!