04-16-2013, 04:27 PM
(04-16-2013, 04:03 PM)Beware of Cuccos Wrote: And now i'm even more angry! Yesterday when I woke up, there was a bird stuck in the breezway of my third floor apartment. (The sides are netting- like a screen door, so sun and air can get in- not open). When he was still there when I got home from work I called the office.
Me- There is a bird stuck in the breezeway of the third floor of building 1.
Office- That happens all the time. We don't have anyone that can get it out. It'll find it's way out.
Me- Ok. Are you sure? He's been there since 7:30 this morning. (It was almost 4:00 pm when I called)
Office- It's just waiting on things to quiet down. It won't leave if there's a lot of people. When it's quiet it will hop down the stairs.
Me- Oh ok. So it's waiting on tonight?
Office- Yes.
This morning I wake up and the bird is still there. I decide that if it's still there when I get home then i'll call someone myself. I didn't get it out myself because I have NO clue how to handle birds. And I didn't call anyone yesterday because I can barely pay my own bills, and can't really afford it.
When I got home today, the bird was still there. Dead. He never found his way out. I'm so mad. I don't know if i'm more mad at the apartment people or myself.
Hey, beware that cucco.
I'm sorry, when else could I say that?
If you can't get it out, then don't worry.
If its still there, call them again I guess.