I was new in the apartment building, and I didn’t think who to talk to about getting more heat into my apartment.
My buddy told me to talk to the superintendent, but to be careful. She was told she tried to bite someone who talked down to him. I looked down at my fingers, and she laughed. That’s when she thought it was a lie, although she was surly and not easily nice. I went back into my apartment and called the building superintendent; When I told him I wanted more heat, she asked if I had a thermostat. I did have a thermostat, but there was a lockbox over it… She said you changed the temperature on the thermostat by sliding the little tab at the bottom. I wanted to think if I needed a key to get to the tab. She laughed and said there were reasons there was a lockbox over the thermostat, and I was one of them. She hung up, even though I could hear him laughing before the connection died. I was agitated and insulted. I remembered having the number of the realtor who helped me get this apartment. I told her about the heating situation, and all I wanted to do is change the temperature on the thermostat. She asked where the temperature was set, and I told her sixty-five. She said she would talk to the owner, but she didn’t think if she could get me any satisfaction, but she was going to try. The worse that happens is that the thermostat remains inaccessible.