I love everyone but my landlord
You are all some mighty fine people.
And lousy fucking guessers.
The bad news is that the Judge found in favor of the landlord, despite the fact that I had the PA tenant/landlord law on my side. The good news is that he drastically cut the amount of money the landlord was looking for. He pretty much just had us split the cost of the new carpet 50/50. Neither of us really had proof of anything (no pictures of said carpet) so it was just her word against mine; so he probably figured this was the fairest way to do it. And the majority of my half was already take care of by my security deposit which the landlord, of course, had never returned.
I considered filing an appeal, since in order to come to this judgment the judge literally had to completely ignore the Tenant/Landlord Act of Pennsylvania. But that would have meant hiring a lawyer and taking time off work and driving the 3 hours to file the appeal and then doing it all again for the actual appeal hearing with no guarantee that I'd win. So I just wrote the check for the remainder of what I owed for the new carpet and am instead looking at filing a complaint with the State's Attorney General.
The Landlord can lie to me, and she can lie to a little judge from BFE and get away with it, but I'd like to see her fuck with the Attorney General's Office.
In other more exciting news, I won an award. I'll spare you my Sally Field imitation, although it is most impressive, but admit I was so excited I might have peed in my pants a little.
Just a little.
Shuttup.
Anyway, despite my wet panties, or perhaps because of them, UsedToBeMe presented me with:
Now I'm supposed to pass this on to 7 people that I love but that just isn't going to happen. While there are many many bloggers I love, I'm not comfortable playing favorites. Or I'd leave someone out accidentally. Or I'm just being a rebel. Or I'm just too lazy to do all that linking right now. But if you do want to check out some cool people, go jump on my blogroll and take a look around. They're all wonderful.
Oh! see, I knew I'd think of a way out. If you're on my blogroll, you just won yourself an award. ::kisses::
Oh, and remind me to tell you about my hair.
posted by ƒåυνέ @ 9:13 AM
6 Comments:
man that sucks. or blows. depending on how you look at it. fuck 'em all up the ass with a rusty drill bit is my motto :-)
oh and by the way........tell me about your hair. :-/
I love that rusty drill bit Jac. It is so frickin useful.
Definitely go with the complaint to the AG's office. That's my go to move. Don't forget the PA board of renters, or whatever they call their governing board. Sock it to the bitch.
Oh, and what did you do to your hair?
you got screwed!
no love for us non-bloggers? I feel so rejected :op
now, tell me about your hair :o)
I don't know about the hair..really..it takes all kinds. I should have figured that the landlords of bad carpet and cockroaches would win. This is justice in America, eh? It might have cost a few but you're out now. Get on with life, as strange and difficult as it may be. Keep in mind though, that the creeps tend to win. They band together, like wolves. Hang in there and keep fighting.
Attorney General's office might have trouble deciding what to do on this one.
On one hand you have Cyril (I know every big word ever written and I use them all in one sentence)Wecht re-trial coming up.
And there's always the usual organized crime trial or two thrown in.
Or they can worry about your couple hundred dollars in carpet.
Don't wait up for that phone call from Attorney General's office.
Concentrate on the hair.
What goes around, comes around. The landlord will get his some day.
the hair already! the hair! please!
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