FUCK YOU.

Dear Landlord,

After I listened to your message I feel compelled to compose this letter. I have been in your complex for nearly two years and after considerable disruptions by most of the past tenants and a worsening neighborhood I have remained courteous and considerate. I never complained about the plumbing issues that I have fixed personally, the continuous monies lost in the washing/drying services or the considerable swings with building temperatures. After being gone for business for fourteen days, I would have easily written a check for January rent, but because you do not accept that form of payment, I was unable to. I run two businesses and am finishing my Master’s degree, I simply DO NOT HAVE THE TIME TO GO TO THE BANK FOR CASH. I find it astonishing that I still have to leave aging currency after my stellar residency and relationship. I politely refuse to continue to burden myself with cash payments of rent and will reluctantly provide you with HALF of the late fee. If this is unacceptable I would appreciate a courteous phone conversation as to why.

I appreciate your experience in your position and acknowledge the difficulty of your occupation. I would hope by this point you would understand I have no ill regard for you or the facility. Please respect my attempted professional and polite communication.

Kindest Regards,

Me.