I bloody hate the people on my corridor
Not only that those bastards manage to turn the kitchen into a battlefield regularly , now they target the loo as well. Accordingly, the notice on the left appeared. Over the last two weeks, the drains were routinely blocked as if it was their daily objective to analyse how much tissue they could flush down. Morons! This culminated in the morning when all three toilets in proximity to my room were blocked and all toilet paper was «used» or spread across the floor.
To fuel my anger a little bit more, my today's gym experience was worse than I hoped. I suppose one can expect a 10% loss in performance after an involuntary 4-week break (sob).
 I was threatened today that it's going to be locked soon. Why the hell do the cleaners knock on my door? Every day they see me carrying my pan from my room to the kitchen, meticulously cleaning it after I'm done and returning it to my room. Would you suspect someone who takes pedantic care of his equipment to «harm» the kitchen? I'm deeply emotionally hurt.
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