You See The Hat?

Some of you may have known I have been without Internet in my apartment, and some of you may know that I was supposed to get it last night and I was excited. When the day came yesterday, my roommate and I were all like:

So we go to plug it all in, and it doesn’t work, so we are all like:

So we call AT&T and talk to the dude to figure out what the heck is going on and why it’s still not working. And he tells us that on his computer it shows that our Internet won’t start till December 31st 2036, and we’re like:

After much confusion, the guy says it’s the default setting which means something must have happened and went wrong. Ummm:

So he goes to reset it and it STILL doesn’t work. And we try EVERY phone jack in the freakin’ apartment and the modem still blinks red like it’s laughing at us like:

“HAHAHa you still don’t have Internet!!!”

The AT&T guy says it must be something wrong with the apartment’s phone line/connection because according to him the connection is fine on their end, so it must be something with our apartment. So by the time we get off the phone with the AT&T guy and have tried every freakin’ phone jack, I’m like so mad and freaking out:

And both my roommate come to the conclusion that either:

OR, my theory: someone obviously died in that apartment and is haunting the place and hellbent on making sure every tenant after him is forced out. I mean it would explain all the crap going wrong with the place, right?

So we decide we’re going to have to go into the office today to figure what the heck is going on. When I get to my apartment, I’m already to bust into the office like this:

and DEMAND they let us out of our contract and not charge us a dime because we are moving out because we have had enough of their crap with the roaches, not working phone line, leaky faucet, and no satellite.

BUT of course, when I get in there and the lady is so nice, I of course turn into someone that doesn’t know what to say because I don’t want to be mean to someone who is being nice like this:

And so I just agree and be really nice back like this:

But inside I’m thinking:

But I can’t do it. I can’t be mean, and instead I just slightly whine to the apartment lady and solve nothing and don’t get anything I want. And so we go back to the apartment my roommate I’m sure is thinking:

While I’m so upset with myself for being all talk and no action:

I guess we’ll never win, and I’m stuck in this apartment dealing with these problems until they go away or I lose my mind. CURSE MY NICENESS!!!