Apparently it's a well known fact that
Landlords in Queens believe the apartment they rent out
is actually their home,
and you are like their children.
This would explain why I was called at work
and scolded by my landlord for keeping a messy place.
I felt awful, upset, and overwhelmed.
I've never been a neat person, but I'm not disgusting.
The place needs some help, but it is no way horribly dirty.
Then he laid it on thick,
I trusted you to keep my house clean, you've disrespected me.
If this sounds at all mafia-like to you, it's probably because
it very well may be.
I do pay rent in cash.
And the reason why he's so upset about the apartment's appearance right now-
he's selling the building.
So, this disrespect goes two ways,
he thought I was going to keep the place spotless
I thought I was going to be able to keep my place.
Oh landlordy, landlordy ain't life a bitch.
Apparently, so am I.
Because instead of cleaning this weekend,
I'm looking for a second job so I can afford a new place
once the lease runs out.
Oh, did I not mention I'm in debt because of all the medical bills?
Yeah, I totally am.
Coffee shops, here I come.