Out to the porch
It was move in day for Sam. He got out the door way before I was ready because he wanted to get checked in to his apartment and reserve his room with his best friend. I figured I would catch up with him after the paperwork was done.
He came home not too long after and flopped down on my bed. He fell like a brick and I asked him what was wrong. We played 20 questions for 45 minutes because he likes to bottle things up and make me work for answers...I still didn't get any answers but suggested we go for breakfast. On our way, I stopped by his apartment so I could take a look and make a list of things he would need that we didn't already have.
I was horrified when I walked in his apartment. It was like walking into a video game of Halo. Gaming posters covered every wall. The pillows on the sofas were handmade with symbols of science fiction, killing spree video games. One wall was filled with gaming systems and technology. I bet there was over $5000 in electronics. I walked back to his assigned room and the first thing I saw was a mattress covered in urine stains and dried blood. There was only one bathroom for 6 guys and the vanity was no more than 30" wide.
"NOPE!! You are not living here Sam. Grab your stuff, we're out of here. No way! I will forfeit the $1400 this rat trap costs and you can live at home." I was furious! Steaming! Fuming!! It was the proverbial last straw to this week.
His roommate called and had a similar sentiment so we went down to the manager's office to figure out what we could do. Oddly enough, the owners of this complex had just purchased another complex a few weeks ago and two guys from that one, wanted to be at the one Sam was at. We went over to look at that as an option and honestly, it was only marginally better and by that, I mean it had a clean mattress. There was food in the fridge that had been there since June- because that is what the expiration dates were. The milk expired June 9th. The container was like a round ball, it was so fermented, ready to explode. Two of the beds were covered in trash; old food, soda cans. I was appalled. As we walked through with the managers, I pointed out that the place a disgusting, vile pit...except I didn't use those words exactly...that was my inside voice.
Long story short...they really needed Sam and his friend to switch complexes because of a clerical error on their part. So, I said I wanted the flooring replaced by next week and I wanted it professionally cleaned before the boys moved in and new desks. They agreed to that! Every apartment in the complex had new flooring but the one they were going to put Sam in so that's why I asked for that. ( I wasn't just being 'extra') And, the desk they provided was falling apart and 200 years old and by contract, they are suppose to provide a desk for each student. The apartment had never been cleaned after the students left 7 weeks ago. Not only that, they are missing doors and one of the toilets is broken. Such a poor excuse for housing when they charge sooooo much money!
It took no less than 5 hours to deal with that mess. I helped Sam move his stuff in tonight and it was clean and looked much better. I met one of their roommates. He's an odd kid. One of the past students from last semester left about $1000 in power tools under the bed along with a ton of other weird things to leave behind. This kid asked Sam and his friend if they wanted to take sexy pictures of themselves with the power tools before selling it all on Ebay and splitting the profits!! Okay!!! That was the last straw! I wasn't sure if I was going to burst into tears or punch the kid in the throat. I decided to give Sam a hug and a kiss and leave...As I walked out, I noticed...more video game crap! I am scared for the future of this country!
In the midst of this intense drama and anxiety, I had clients calling me in a crisis mode and nurses from the University Hospital trying to get Shelbie scheduled for a heart procedure next week. Next week!!! Another one! Ugh...I'll save those stories for another day. I am mentally and emotionally spent...done! Hopefully Sam survives his first night without his strange roommate doing anything weird! I whispered in his ear as I kissed him goodbye...keep your bedroom door locked! I was kind of kidding I think....sort of.
If you are the prayer offering kind of person reading this...Utah County is in serious trouble. Spencer sent me a picture tonight of the flames from a massive forest fire, from his bedroom window. It's that close to where he lives. I'm not sure if they will be doing evacuations but I'm a little nervous about that. They are advising people to stay indoors because the air quality is dangerous. Spencer has such fragile lungs, I'm a little worried about the whole situation.
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