Anna Brandberg

So a lady put her stuff in our storage unit in the attic of the housing cooperative where we live. We notified her last February that she needed to move those things, but it's ok if it takes until marchish. It is now december.

I emailed her today after my gf got tired of trying to argue with her. I notified her that she has until Sunday, or I'll break the lock and take her shit out. She pointed out that would be illegal (arbitrary procedure). She was correct. However...

Putting a lock on someone's storage unit (or apartment or car etc) is also a form of arbitrary procedure, as she takes away my ability to use space that is part of what I bought when I bought the apartment. So I can't go in there and get rid of her stuff, so we can prep ->

The place for the people who have bought our apartment (and will have access to those spaces next). So now, since she hasn't sorted this (and since her reaction to being asked was basically "well you should have taken care of this earlier" when wrote her now) and I'm not ->

Allowed to do anything myself, I told her I will have to go the legal route unless she gets it done by next Sunday. She tells me she doesn't care for my arrogant and mean tone, and basically tries to (in a roundabout way) say that we are at fault. For her shit. In our storage.

Dear reader. This fucking person has had 45 weeks to sort her goddamn stuff. Even so, if she had just said "I'm sorry, I'll get it done by Sunday next" we'd been cool. However. Her attitude and refusal to take responsibility for the situation just earned her all my free time.

My gf is 8ish months pregnant. We're moving in less than 60 days. We have a 19 month old that's having a bad case of angry crying at anything right now. I do not have an inch of patience for additional bullshit. My field of fucks lay barren. The well of sympathy is dried up.

TL;DR own your shit, and solve your fucking problems in time. Don't fuck about. You never know when your bad manners lands you on a shitlist of a stressed, ornery asshole. Someone like myself. Would have been over in 1 email. "It'll be done Sunday." That'd be all. Now? Nuh-uh.