manager of shitty apartments

You ever meet someone that really likes to exercise what little power they have to the full extent? My god. I've only met the office manager of my apartment complex like three times but he is the hugest queer-bag ever.

When our apartment lease was up, my roommate and I went to the office to ask them if we could get a rent reduction. We ended up talking to this queen of fags. Thomas tried the "Oh we just got out of college and are looking for jobs." line. We were trying to get our rent reduced to what we payed last year. Anyways, this homo tells us that there's no way that we can get our rent reduced and then he says "Welcome to life." Oh thanks so much for welcoming me to life, manager of a shitty apartment complex!" I had no idea this was life for the last 22 years. Seriously what kind of condescending prick says that? Especially a fucking apartment manager; it's not even a nice apartment complex either. I probably made more money than this mother fucker did and he's all talking down to us like he's the shit. Welcoming me to life... what a sack of shit.

Anyways, last week, UPS sends Thomas a package and the UPS guy leaves the package in the office because we weren't home. Thomas goes home for the weekend so I go to the office with the slip they left us to pick up the package. The guy brings the package to me and asks me for ID. I said the package is for my roommate but my name is on the lease for that address. He tells me I can't take the package. I ask him if he showed the UPS guy ID when the UPS guy gave him the package. He says no. I say, yeah exactly, I wouldn't have needed ID to get the package from the UPS guy so why do I need ID to get it from you and I do have ID and I live here. I forget what he says but he's a faggot. I tell him that there is food in there and my roommate is going to be gone for a week. He says that I can get Thomas to fax something to him. Like he is going to know Thomas' signature or some shit. And I know he has seen the two of us together. Anyways, I tell him that this is retarded and just leave. The next day I come back and ask for the package and this other lady just hands it to me.

Like that was fucking so difficult. Anyways, moral of the story is don't be a fat fuck like this guy.

I am quite disappointed in myself because I seem to have had a hard time finding words to describe this guy that weren't gay related. I tried my best to think of other names to call him but I kept going back to the common homo-derogatory names, which is something I am trying to grow out of. This reminds me of a time where I was chilling at my friends house and watching T.V. with her and her gay roommate. I think we were watching some really girly show and I kept mentioning how gay everyone on that show was, totally forgetting that her roommate was gay. So she keeps kicking me and whispering and pointing to her roommate. And then I keep whispering back "Oh shit, sorry sorry sorry."

Anyways, literally like 4 minutes later we start talking about SAT's and stuff and I tell them I got a 2200 on my SAT's. Then her roommate goes oh wow why are you going to UCI? And I said "I dunno, I didn't get into UCLA but I got into UCSD but I didn't want to go." And he asks me why not? (And for those of you who don't know my close high-school friends who went to UCI talk shit on UCSD to our UCSD high-school friends all the time... to the point where I guess it comes naturally) Anyways, so he asks me why I didn't go to UCSD and without thinking, I instantly replied... more like yelled... "CUZ SAN DIEGO IS FOR FAGS!!" I seriously forgot who I was talking to until like immediately after I finished that last word. My mouth is still wide open and I kept my eyes glued to the T.V. because I was too scared to look over at him. The room is just sitting in complete silence.

Most awkward moment ever.

After about 10 seconds of awkwardness, I said "Dude, man I'm so sorry, I completely forgot, I didn't mean it like that at all." Luckily he was a cool guy.