less than ideal

i think i may make pissing off landlords my new hobby. when JIMBO (yes, real name) came by today, he saw the dog and said, "i didn't approve you having a dog." okay, BULLSHIT. i would have kept my ass in the other house if that were true. and THEN the man had the nerve to say that he'd been generous by allowing us as much time as we needed to move out once the house was sold. again, BULLSHIT, because if i'd known that they were selling the house, i wouldn't have moved in because that's entirely too much hassle for me. argh.