Monday.

Not only has my landlord (Green Street Properties) wasted 5 days ignoring my 5 phone calls and emails about the crack in my balcony door and the bigger-than-a-mouse animal running around in my ceiling... but I also got big-timed splashed by a Septa bus this morning. Dirty rain water soaked my wool skirt and literally pooled in the feet of my knee-high boots. It was like a scene from a movie, but no one is paying me $1,250 a word (like Jessica Simpson got for Employee of the Month).

So unpretty.