Did I mention I’m in New York this week? I did? Well, did I mention that I rented an apartment? They say you get what you pay for, but I’m getting even less than that. She said there was wireless internet access. Not even!
I bet if I’d asked about the view, she’d have claimed that I could see for miles and miles, because check out my view from the kitchen:
The view of a penthouse, right?
Did I mention that the water pressure coming out of the shower is less than that coming out of the sink faucet?
Look, I realize I’m a big baby when it comes to internet access and I spent all day yesterday trying to find a free wifi café because dammit, my blog’s diapers needed changing, but do they have to serve it up like I’m two years old?
And what’s up with the phallic plastic ware?
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