Good evening, everyone.
I'm pretending ya'll aren't all fucking insane. It's a
shame pleasure to meet you. I'm
Specialist Winslow McAlister, the building maintenance manager.
And I'm all-fuckin'-ready to move.Don't Feel free to let me know if there's anything in your unit or the building that needs work -- you can stop by my apartment (#205) or message me privately. I understand the elevator has been a little iffy but that's a whole 'nother kind of specialist so I can't help with that.
(Sorry.)If you could kindly include your name and unit number in your response, that would help me start to remember all of you.
And then avoid you.I have to beg forgiveness from my new neighbors on the second floor: my cat is particularly fond of certain guitar cords and takes to yowling along when I'm jamming by myself. I'll try to keep the racket down.