Pain in my ass is putting it mildly...

Hippie (aka my landlord) is starting to get on my nerves. I swear I need to start taping conversations to be played later to spark his memory on previous conversations. Or, maybe I just need to really not talk to him.... period. That plan of attack certainly would make my irritability level drop dramatically. It really is unfortunate that you can't slap stupid out of someone... I'd really like to give it a try.

When I first moved in, Hippie and I had a conversation that went something like this:

Him: Hey, I'd like to get paid on the 15th instead so I have money at the middle of the month.

Me: Are you sure? I don't care either way, but I have to juggle the rest of the bills to the 1st of the month instead if that's what you want to do.

Him: Yeah. That would be good.

Me: OK. The 15th it is (followed by me making all the necessary arrangements to pay everything on the 1st instead of the 15th... which entailed a lot of phone calls and a lot of really bad hold music).

So, here comes the first and he comes out and asks me when I am planning on giving him rent. He looks shocked and dismayed. I remind him that he said he wanted payment on the 15th instead. He again looks shocked and dismayed. So I'm not getting any money this weekend he asks. No... I already paid the bills and I can't do both. It's either bills or rent. And you said the 15th so the bills got it this time.

Needless to say I am a smidge annoyed. Make up your damn mind... It's either the 1st or the 15th. And I DON'T care which one... but you gotta pick one and stick with it.

From now on I'm getting stuff in writing...