Monday, October 24, 2005


Excuse me while I employ some profanity
posted at 1:59 PM

Fuckers.

Stupid fuckers.

So Springhouse told me that when they demoed, they'd look through the rubble for anything salvageable. They also said they'd call and let me know what was going on. I was, as you know, hoping that our computer hard drives might be recovered.

They never called.

So I called today.

Got some new girl I've never heard of. The people I know weren't there. And she told me that the demo had already taken place, that it was done with bulldozers and forklifts, that everything was piled into a dumpster, and that the wreckage "was never touched by human hands".

Thanks a lot, Springhouse Shithouse.



Comments

That. Sucks. Hard. :(

Yep -- but you predicted it. They could care less. They're only concern has been to please the insurance company so that they can get their settlement.

Both of the apartment girls we were dealing with, including the apartment manager, "aren't with Springhouse anymore". Not sure what to make of that, but the situation could have contributed to us being lost in the shuffle.

Or not. They had a bad habit of not calling us, regardless.

ARRRRGH

Yes.

Thats just crap!

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