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How to help a Vietnam Veteran?
2024.05.22 00:30 Pikachus-Courier How to help a Vietnam Veteran?
I'm in a complicated situation in helping a fellow veteran, feel like I'm falling into Yu-Gi-Oh Trap Card after helping him move all his stuff outta his storage until.
Let me explain. We're both in the Hud-Vash program for homeless veterans to get housing so we're roommates for now until we each get our own place. He just moved in from living at the homeless shelter and then I helped him move stuff from outside two full storage units into a place he started renting from a landlord that's totally taking advantage of him. He's renting it because he wanted a place for all his stuff he was keeping after losing his housing.
The thing is the place he's already renting is not up to keep or standing at all so it's not gonna pass the inspection from section 8 to get him reduced rent, let alone be livable in without work. I didn't really realize I was basically digging a hole by helping him. He needs a new refrigerator, stove and doesn't have handicap bathroom for safety, lawn has to be cut bad, flooring needs work. The garage is packed with his stuff now and furniture was moved into temporary parts of the house because of the work that needs to be done.
I've never done the type of work he would need to fix it up completely and because of his age he can't do it. I didn't help him alone. Someone who wants to become his caretaker helped because you couldn't do this alone. Now he's left with this mess of a house and all his stuff all over unorganized and a filled garage that he wishes will turn into a proper woodshop one day.
Should I just help with what I can to make it liveable? Losing reduced rent for him kinda seems like his own lose but he could afford it because of VA disability and Social Security benefits, but I doubt I have what it takes to make it happen in the first place.
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Let me explain. We're both in the Hud-Vash program for homeless veterans to get housing so we're roommates for now until we each get our own place. He just moved in from living at the homeless shelter and then I helped him move stuff from outside two full storage units into a place he started renting from a landlord that's totally taking advantage of him. He's renting it because he wanted a place for all his stuff he was keeping after losing his housing.
The thing is the place he's already renting is not up to keep or standing at all so it's not gonna pass the inspection from section 8 to get him reduced rent, let alone be livable in without work. I didn't really realize I was basically digging a hole by helping him. He needs a new refrigerator, stove and doesn't have handicap bathroom for safety, lawn has to be cut bad, flooring needs work. The garage is packed with his stuff now and furniture was moved into temporary parts of the house because of the work that needs to be done.
I've never done the type of work he would need to fix it up completely and because of his age he can't do it. I didn't help him alone. Someone who wants to become his caretaker helped because you couldn't do this alone. Now he's left with this mess of a house and all his stuff all over unorganized and a filled garage that he wishes will turn into a proper woodshop one day.
Should I just help with what I can to make it liveable? Losing reduced rent for him kinda seems like his own lose but he could afford it because of VA disability and Social Security benefits, but I doubt I have what it takes to make it happen in the first place.
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 | I recently received this psp from my teacher, he had no way to test it, and didn't know what to do with it, so he gave it to me. Upon plugging it in, I received no power indicator led to confirm charge, and no power indicator led when I attempted to power the unit on. I'm not sure if this is a battery problem, or if it could be a board problem. I took the unit apart, and inspected the power switch. It seemed to be fine, but it could be dirty. I insured the voltages coming from the psu I used were correct, along with the polarity. I'm not sure what this unit needs for a fix. But I'm sure someone here does. submitted by gargling_bathtubs to playstation [link] [comments] |
2024.05.22 00:01 Gossip-Luv2 Retrieved the content of Tweets on SLB's eccentricities - The Mythmaker’s Legacy - Mirror, Mirror on the Wall, I am the Greatest of Them All!
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In March, I got a chance to work with filmmaker Sanjay Leela Bhansali right after he made Gangubai Kathiawadi, and Alia Bhatt, playing the titular character in the film, retweeted me.
The headline (in my head) was going to be, ‘The Boy From Kamathipura Goes To Bhansali Mandi.’
Then reality struck in April.
One of my closest friends Sweta called me from the Shivapuri National Park near Kathmandu and put me on speaker. Two other friends Mona and Ayush were listening to the WhatsApp call.
‘How’s it going with Bhansu?’ Sweta asked.
‘We are not working together anymore,’ I said.
‘Whaaaaaaaat?’ the three people shrieked, creating a wavy disturbance in audio frequency.
‘Whyyyyy?’ they cried, collectively anguished.
‘He said he is not feeling the vibes.’
‘What?’
‘Vibes,’ I said aloud, causing a seismic tremor in the audio frequency.
‘What vibes?’ Sweta jibed, ‘Maybe he can’t feel the vibrator.’
Laughter upped the vibes.
First, a little context on how I got that far. Check this, this, this & this.
So my tweets were going viral in February-March.
In the second week of March, a woman DM’d me saying she loves the tweets. I said thank you. She said she works at Bhansali Productions.
Whoopsie Daisy!
I asked if I could be a part of the production. She checked with SLB and team. He said he wants to meet now.
NOW!
How?
I was in Calcutta.
I called an actor friend in Bombay and told him about it.
“They will book your tickets and put you up in 5-star,” he said, “Like Hollywood.”
“This is Bhansaliwood,” I said, “Yahan dhanda hamesha manda hai.”
I flew (on my own expense) and met him.
I was ‘prepared’ by his team for the meeting with His High and Mightiness.
I was told:
I sashayed in a brown kurta and white linen trousers. Please see Madhuri Dixit-Nene’s brown ghagra for aesthetic reference I used from my very limited wardrobe of the only kurta I had at the time. By the way, the chorus sings ‘Jhanak Jhanak Payal Baaje,’ aesthetically referencing you know what, right?
He was lunching with his minions (strictly calling them minions from his pov) when I arrived in his pristine white dining hall in a building called Magnum Opus. Where else should he reside, no? Both his house, and his office (where I was ‘prepared’ earlier) were tastefully done in creamy white.
It was, as I said to my friend later, like walking into a cumulus cloud, or like sitting on his favourite singer Lata Mangeshkar’s lap. Calm, serene and quite surreal. I was inside his snow globe. Violins from a Bach concerto (in my head) were replaced with say Madan Mohan’s doleful rendition of ‘Mai ri main ka se kahoon peedh apne jiya ki.’ (Side effect of writing this on Mother’s Day.)
I look for books when I enter a house for signs of intelligent life. There were lots of lamps and candelabras but where were the stacks of books they were perched on? The aesthetic was high on film set disposable kitsch. I stared into a cumulative void.
The minions were intensely debating Darjeeling momos. What’s that? I spent my childhood there. Never heard of this GI tag!
SLB relished his meal and said, “I want puranpoli today.”
Puranpoli appeared not out of thin air, but a house-help flipping wishes instantly on a griddle on the fifth floor. We were on the first floor. Although the puranpoli is shaped like a flying saucer, it doesn’t fly, perhaps burdened by the weight of excess ghee and crowd-pleasing expectation. It does, however, reach SLB’s plate at the speed of light.
‘Give him some,’ he asked a minion to serve me while I waited on the sofa.
‘I’ve had lunch, thank you,’ I said, trying to behave. The plate arrived. I took a mousy bite to exhibit my failing attempt to transform into a champion minion.
When he came to chat, he noticed the unfinished food and gently reminded me how there were days he went hungry. I should have rolled my eyes for my own lean days.
‘One should not waste food,’ he said.
‘I don’t,’ I said, ‘I was going to parcel it home in a doggy bag.’
Hearing the word doggy, his well-behaved dog came over to inspect me.
He observed me. I petted her perfunctorily. Am a cat person. Stereotypical writer stuff — allergic to undesired petting and attention.
‘So, what have you done?’ he asked, sitting on a sort of empire-style bergere chair. Full marks for faux-ornate.
‘A novel, some writing for a series,’ I said nervously, dismissively.
‘Anything I might have seen?’ he asked.
‘No, not worthwhile.’
‘Are you interested in direction also?’
‘No, am not delusional.’
A moment passed. I might have displayed an errant repartee.
‘I mean, I can only write, or am trying to,’ I said. L’esprit de l’escalier.
He gave me a spiel on writing, how screenplay is an art not many understand, etc, et cetera.
I nodded to make his voice disappear.
‘What are you writing now?’
I showed him the cover of my new book, The Last Courtesan, featuring my mother, on my phone.
‘Oh, this is so fascinating,’ he said.
He spoke rapturously about Calcutta’s great food and colonial architecture when I mentioned growing up in Bowbazar kothas. If you watch any of his interviews now on YouTube you will realise he only speaks in raptures. He’s always explaining things like an impassioned conductor at a dime-store opera. It can exhaust the boorish audience immediately. He spoke about living in the Kamathipura area as a child when I said I had lived there. The mythmaker was interested in exoticising his own legend as an ‘outsider’.
‘But how will you work here if your mother is in Calcutta?’ he said, ‘I am a maa-ka-bhakt.’
Everything is about him or his mother. I have reached that stage too, though only by circumstances unavoidable.
‘Actually it was my mother who asked me to come here. I told her it would only work out if you understand that I will have to vacillate between the two cities initially. Jaise Sanjay ki Leela hai, waise meri Rekha.’
Corny dialogue, but worked. No one calls him by his first name, except perhaps his own mother. He is sir for everyone.
‘If I am speaking to you for so long means I like you,’ he said. ‘Otherwise, I would have asked you to leave long ago.’
Barely five minutes into the conversation, he asked me to return to his office and inform his team that I was going to be a part of his writer’s room.
I went back to his office and read a script. This is the part I cannot mention. His legal team sits in the adjacent room.
I flew to Calcutta and was to return after a week. I had to make arrangements for my mother’s tri-weekly dialysis sessions at a nearby hospital, figure out a tiffin-delivery service for her, find a house help (she sent four nurses scurrying in the past), all of which is a bit of a task in this retrograde city.
Remember the woman who had DM’d me about my tweets? She messaged. She had met SLB after my meeting. He said this about me: ‘What a wonderful find. That boy has so much potential and is talented. Most importantly, he is sensitive.’
I told her I’d get this engraved on my tombstone.
Like how he wants to take Alia Bhatt’s golchakkar in Dholida to his grave.
“It’s a shot that I will take to my grave. If there’s any shot that I want to be played when I breathe my last, it would be Alia doing that shot. It is the best thing I have seen an actor do in a very long, long time.”
I was only emulating the high priest of hyperbole in my tombstone comment. Perhaps I was regressing into a minion.
I had only managed a few tasks for mother when I was back in Bombay. It worried me that the old, frail woman with shaky limbs and slurred speech was trying to be brave to send me to work. I hadn’t worked since the pandemic; she was in and out of hospitals so frequently that I had surrendered the thought of getting another job ever again. Taking care of her was my full-time job.
The first day in his office was to chill in my new, aesthetically pleasing kurta I had shopped for in Gariahat. There was a security camera in every corner that was apparently accessible on his phone. My skin tingled with this information. Chilled. He was at home. Probably watching. That’s a great way to create a myth.
The next day, there were more minions on the lunch table in his first floor apartment. The magically appearing steamy and fragrant sheera was delicious. A minion deemed it the best sheera in the city. I nodded to make that statement evaporate.
A courier boy interrupted for a document signature. SLB flared at a spelling mistake in the document papers.
‘Go wash your face and come back,’ he yelled at the young man.
The minions at the table laughed nervously. I so wished I was wearing a mask to cover my surprise emoji face.
The minions on the table were writers and assistant directors.
‘Dastavez,’ SLB said, ‘would that be correct to use?’
‘Kaaghzaat,’ the minion replied.
‘Kaaghzaat is paper, dastavez is document,’ said the second minion.
‘You always mislead me,’ SLB sternly reprimanded the first minion. ‘Don’t ever do that again.’
Only that minion tried to laugh, offering an apology. He shut the minion down.
My mask, my mask emoji face.
A third minion was sulking in a corner before I arrived for the writing session. This minion had reportedly offered a script suggestion, which he disliked and barked down. I liked this minion the most. Relatable.
A faint noise of a person running or perhaps just a rumbling sound from somewhere outside interrupted the room. He looked up at the ceiling and said, ‘No one lives there. Am certain it is a ghost. I hear running sounds all the time. I have heard sounds of furniture being dragged.’
I wondered if he actually believed in half the things he uttered, or was he just saying it to create enigma about himself. Mythical thoughts certainly kept him preoccupied.
Reality bored him. SLB had nothing good to say about the ‘current plague’ of South Indian films upsetting the Bollywood cartel. He compared them to a circus. He wasn’t kind to the actors he had worked with in his last film. He cracked lame jokes about everyone and everything. The minions laughed and kept him busy. I chuckled a few times to blend in. The mythmaker revelled in his prophesies about the impending doom of charlatans with no aesthetics: just crass, commercial peddlers pimping art. It was all said to amuse and bemuse while he fussed over the yellow shade of fabric from several swatches.
When he left for his music session, the minions bitched him out, and how! All the horror stories I had heard over the years about his moods, behaviour, language and violent temper were true. How else will he create myth about himself as a maestro? The Glomar response. Let the plebs indulge in hearsay. I will neither confirm nor deny. The minions sang effigy songs in happy tunes, if I may stretch this part a bit like his penchant for high camp.
That night, when I went to my actor friend’s house, where I was temporarily staying, I said to him, ‘I don’t think I will last a week there.’
I was rattled by how he spoke to the courier boy and the minions, with no filter. Well, at least it was clear he had no tact, endearing as that might be of a ‘genius’ if one compromises with his erratic behaviour. The CEO of his company does it beautifully and advises to develop a ‘thick hide’ around him. Cows, essentially.
Verve
The words genius, great, master, maverick, were so loosely bandied by his office staff even in his absence that I was tempted to add auteur, if they could spell or pronounce it. They worked in perpetual fear of him turning up at any hour and checking on their tidiness. A minion whined she wasn’t dressed appropriately for his surprise visit. Once, he even cut pay for unscheduled leave, said another minion. A minion narrated a shot he copied from a photographer in Gangubai Kathiawadi. Another minion recounted how he made her cry on shoot by screaming at her for a silly mistake. Minions couldn’t leave the office till his evenings were scheduled. It was a well-paying job so long as they did not have to see ‘chacha’s’ face and only applaud his cinematic sorcery.
His office team would assign me desk-work and warn me not to inform him about it.
‘What am I supposed to say if he asks?’
‘Make up something,’ I was told.
‘Why should I?’
‘You will slowly understand,’ I was told.
His team of assistants would sneak around me. I didn’t know who was reporting what back to him. He would interrogate the management team. They would lash out at me for informing the assistants. The management wanted to control me a certain way because ‘sir’ does not need to know everything. It was quite a guessing game. He had created an ecosystem of complete chaos and loved the hubbub. New people were hired for him to use the ‘new energy’ to rekindle the ‘old energy’ that needed to be reminded it could be snuffed out and replaced. He thrived on confusion because it all boiled down to him to sort out the mess. He was the provider so long as the minions ingratiated and served their grand master.
One time he called me upstairs, what his CEO called the god’s chamber aka the Shahenshah’s durbar: his office on the seventh floor. Walls were lined with giant posters of his films. We minions sat on the fifth floor. I was of course by now a week old in the toady mill. On the seventh floor, production team members, set designer, director assistant, young people sat on the floor, armed with notebooks and laptops, alert and sugar-tongued. He sat on a throne and dictated each one about their duty. A masseur massaged his leg. He asked me what I thought of a script. I said it was lovely. He asked me to elaborate. I said I liked a character’s resolve. He denied it was written. I said that’s my interpretation. A minion promptly backed me.
‘What changes do you suggest?’ he asked.
‘We should sit on it collectively and decide,’ I said.
He mumbled something. My suggestion was dismissed. I was dismissed. I bowed out. A minion whispered to me, ‘We all walk on eggshells around him.’ I had to be a chicken in a coop I suppose.
Another time he dismissed my suggestion for a scene saying, ‘That’s not how art is made.’ I had referenced a scene from Bandit Queen to illustrate my point. Just like his entire oeuvre is homage to a classic. How else does he make his art?
Allow me to illustrate with a frame from his first film Khamoshi: The Musical. The second image is from Pakeezah.
Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam references Red Beard, Woh 7 Din.
Devdas references Pakeezah more than once.
Black references The Miracle Worker.
Saawariya references Pyaasa, Awaara.
Guzaarish references Whose Life Is It Anyway?
Goliyon Ki Raasleela: Ram-Leela references Franco Zeffirelli’s Romeo and Juliet, West Side Story.
Bajirao Mastani references Mughal-E-Azam.
Padmaavat references Mirch Masala.
Gangubai Kathiawadi, let’s give him the benefit of doubt is all his own, original artistry.
The American filmmaker Jim Jarmusch once meta quoted the French filmmaker Jean-Luc Godard when he said:
“Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery — celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from — it’s where you take them to.”
SLB believes he takes art and betters it, removing the grubby coat of slime from the sublime, often not concerned with acknowledging the source. He is a master’s master, elevating it to an otherworldly experience, the creator of a mythoverse.
He asked me to rewrite a scene I didn’t agree with. He banged the script folders on the table like a petulant, little child. I watched his posture change into a frump. Tiger Shroff’s ‘Bacchi ho kya,’ dialogue comes to mind.
‘You are talking like those critics who find fault but don’t know how to write. They should write the film,’ he said.
That argument will never make sense to me but since I write movies now and not just about them, I rewrote the scene in half an hour and showed it to him. He found it rubbish.
I was not called to the writer’s room for a week.
His CEO said I should go to his house; hang around him, like the other assistants whose only purpose in life is to feed his ego. We are slaves to his vision, she said. She thought I was a better writer than the team he had assembled. ‘From whatever I read, only three lines of your work on social media, I could sense it,’ she said.
Either she was encouraging, or bluffing with a perfectly Zen face. From the hundreds of Ganesh idols stacked in her room, it was clear she wasn’t a reader. She was good at reading numbers, data, and stats. She would sense a sign if one of the metal idols sucked milk from a spoon on the day she enquired about box –office figures.
There was more than one right-wing hardliner in his office. Secular staff was invisible. A pretty minion in baby pink t-shirt, whose main grouse was that another minion called him a Barbie doll, said he was happy with the Modi government building roads in his home state Bihar. Another minion countered him by asking: What about the persecution of minorities by the same government? The pretty minion said he didn’t care for that. He was assisting ‘sir’ because he wanted to be an actor. Which lead me to wonder how many Muslim actors has this production worked with? Silly of me to think, right? Given that I myself don’t use my Muslim surname. I’ve now successfully planted a myth in your head. That’s how it works.
In the time that I was in Versova during my brief stint at Bhansali Productions, I met several people with their own SLB horror story. A producer said, ‘He is a difficult man but life changes for good after you work with him. Some people want to go through hell first. Life bann jaati hai.’ I didn’t understand why purgatory was necessary. Another former assistant said, ‘When you work with the worst (SLB) and the best (KJO), you are ready for the rest.’
A young woman gave him a thesis she wrote on his films. He asked her to write a book on her. She said she wanted to assist as a director. She never heard from him. A filmmaker said SLB was too friendly with another assistant, suggesting intimacy. A writer wasn’t given credit in a film.
Another writer was promised his script will be turned into a film but it never took off and now he feels his life has been ruined. A young filmmaker’s debut movie SLB produced was delayed, not promoted, and called ‘kachra’ to his face.
The young man said SLB is sexist, homophobe, classist, fat shamer, emotional abuser, and a body shamer. “He is a joyless pit of darkness where happiness goes to die. And those are the nicest words I can think of to describe him,” he said. Another filmmaker said a choreographer was in a relationship with SLB and wanted to marry him but he wouldn’t even touch her, a hotly discussed conversation amongst his minions.
Everything sounds hokum. A successful man is likely to upset a few. The few will talk. Their words may ring true through a gossamer veil of implausibility. Myths magnifying his persona.
There are too many myths about his personal life, aroused by his silence on the subject but all too obvious in his work. When people want to confirm with me, I am equally appalled at their lack of aesthetics. Like the great reader of curtains, Edgar Allan Poe, you only have to look at SLB’s use of billowy curtains in films to guess.
Hope you get the drift, or draft, hawa ka jhonka! By the way, am digressing now, is the weirdly named character Sameer Rosselline in Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam the first mainstream Hindi film hero to pass wind? The ruffled curtains are first to be cautioned though.
Unlike most people willing to swallow their pride to work with SLB, few like the eponymous Gangubai character choose izzat. The house-help employed in my actor friend’s house was asked to work as a cook in his house. When she heard the whimsy, dessert-craving demands, she declined the offer. I identify with her no-nonsense style.
In November 2021, a filmmaker read a film script I wrote and said, ‘This is SLB territory. Only he can make it. It is the modern love-story he has been wanting to make for a long time.’
‘Are you sure?’ I asked, somewhat flattered but also bewildered.
‘Yes, we just have to change the setting from Calcutta-Bombay to Calcutta-New York. It is what he has been trying to crack. I’ll get him to read it.’
I never spoke to SLB about my script. I did not want to look like a schemer. I had only got a chance because of my mother’s story. I had come to write courtesan songs. Hindi films are recognised by their songs. His films have show tunes that live on long after the sequins and mirrors reflect a decadent style. He employs the old-fashioned method of making Hindi films, which is to stitch scenes around a song, not the other way round. And when you glean your references from the best of classical melodies, how can you falter?
My own SLB story is that after watching Saawariya in 2007, I wrote a few songs, moved to Bombay, lived in Versova, close to Magnum Opus, and hoped to meet him, but made no effort even though I came in close contact with people who worked directly with him. I never requested for a meeting. Over the years, I too had heard a few horror stories about him. I only believe in what I see. I waited when he would call for me, my work would have to speak for itself.
A day before Good Friday, his CEO sat me down and said it’s not working out.
There’s a mythical story of how Lata Mangeshkar was on her way to record a song for SLB but the heavens poured and she had to turn her car back. A typical SLB frame of hope and hopelessness.
Never work with your idols. You’ll have a better story to imagine and create myths.
I was so relieved to leave. I hadn’t got a moment to read, or write, let alone think since I got here. Why I wanted to work with SLB was to not believe in hearsay. I will either confirm or deny.
‘Great,’ I said, ‘everyone deserves an off on Good Friday.’
The office was unsure about public holidays. SLB’s mood dictated the calendar.
Before returning to Calcutta, I met a friend entrenched in the film business.
When she heard of the fiasco, she said, ‘I’ve heard he is very anal, is he?’
The vibrator jokes never stop.
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In March, I got a chance to work with filmmaker Sanjay Leela Bhansali right after he made Gangubai Kathiawadi, and Alia Bhatt, playing the titular character in the film, retweeted me.
The headline (in my head) was going to be, ‘The Boy From Kamathipura Goes To Bhansali Mandi.’
Then reality struck in April.
One of my closest friends Sweta called me from the Shivapuri National Park near Kathmandu and put me on speaker. Two other friends Mona and Ayush were listening to the WhatsApp call.
‘How’s it going with Bhansu?’ Sweta asked.
‘We are not working together anymore,’ I said.
‘Whaaaaaaaat?’ the three people shrieked, creating a wavy disturbance in audio frequency.
‘Whyyyyy?’ they cried, collectively anguished.
‘He said he is not feeling the vibes.’
‘What?’
‘Vibes,’ I said aloud, causing a seismic tremor in the audio frequency.
‘What vibes?’ Sweta jibed, ‘Maybe he can’t feel the vibrator.’
Laughter upped the vibes.
First, a little context on how I got that far. Check this, this, this & this.
So my tweets were going viral in February-March.
In the second week of March, a woman DM’d me saying she loves the tweets. I said thank you. She said she works at Bhansali Productions.
Whoopsie Daisy!
I asked if I could be a part of the production. She checked with SLB and team. He said he wants to meet now.
NOW!
How?
I was in Calcutta.
I called an actor friend in Bombay and told him about it.
“They will book your tickets and put you up in 5-star,” he said, “Like Hollywood.”
“This is Bhansaliwood,” I said, “Yahan dhanda hamesha manda hai.”
I flew (on my own expense) and met him.
I was ‘prepared’ by his team for the meeting with His High and Mightiness.
I was told:
Arre, then what do I say?
I sashayed in a brown kurta and white linen trousers. Please see Madhuri Dixit-Nene’s brown ghagra for aesthetic reference I used from my very limited wardrobe of the only kurta I had at the time. By the way, the chorus sings ‘Jhanak Jhanak Payal Baaje,’ aesthetically referencing you know what, right?
He was lunching with his minions (strictly calling them minions from his pov) when I arrived in his pristine white dining hall in a building called Magnum Opus. Where else should he reside, no? Both his house, and his office (where I was ‘prepared’ earlier) were tastefully done in creamy white.
It was, as I said to my friend later, like walking into a cumulus cloud, or like sitting on his favourite singer Lata Mangeshkar’s lap. Calm, serene and quite surreal. I was inside his snow globe. Violins from a Bach concerto (in my head) were replaced with say Madan Mohan’s doleful rendition of ‘Mai ri main ka se kahoon peedh apne jiya ki.’ (Side effect of writing this on Mother’s Day.)
I look for books when I enter a house for signs of intelligent life. There were lots of lamps and candelabras but where were the stacks of books they were perched on? The aesthetic was high on film set disposable kitsch. I stared into a cumulative void.
The minions were intensely debating Darjeeling momos. What’s that? I spent my childhood there. Never heard of this GI tag!
SLB relished his meal and said, “I want puranpoli today.”
Puranpoli appeared not out of thin air, but a house-help flipping wishes instantly on a griddle on the fifth floor. We were on the first floor. Although the puranpoli is shaped like a flying saucer, it doesn’t fly, perhaps burdened by the weight of excess ghee and crowd-pleasing expectation. It does, however, reach SLB’s plate at the speed of light.
‘Give him some,’ he asked a minion to serve me while I waited on the sofa.
‘I’ve had lunch, thank you,’ I said, trying to behave. The plate arrived. I took a mousy bite to exhibit my failing attempt to transform into a champion minion.
When he came to chat, he noticed the unfinished food and gently reminded me how there were days he went hungry. I should have rolled my eyes for my own lean days.
‘One should not waste food,’ he said.
‘I don’t,’ I said, ‘I was going to parcel it home in a doggy bag.’
Hearing the word doggy, his well-behaved dog came over to inspect me.
He observed me. I petted her perfunctorily. Am a cat person. Stereotypical writer stuff — allergic to undesired petting and attention.
‘So, what have you done?’ he asked, sitting on a sort of empire-style bergere chair. Full marks for faux-ornate.
‘A novel, some writing for a series,’ I said nervously, dismissively.
‘Anything I might have seen?’ he asked.
‘No, not worthwhile.’
‘Are you interested in direction also?’
‘No, am not delusional.’
A moment passed. I might have displayed an errant repartee.
‘I mean, I can only write, or am trying to,’ I said. L’esprit de l’escalier.
He gave me a spiel on writing, how screenplay is an art not many understand, etc, et cetera.
I nodded to make his voice disappear.
‘What are you writing now?’
I showed him the cover of my new book, The Last Courtesan, featuring my mother, on my phone.
‘Oh, this is so fascinating,’ he said.
He spoke rapturously about Calcutta’s great food and colonial architecture when I mentioned growing up in Bowbazar kothas. If you watch any of his interviews now on YouTube you will realise he only speaks in raptures. He’s always explaining things like an impassioned conductor at a dime-store opera. It can exhaust the boorish audience immediately. He spoke about living in the Kamathipura area as a child when I said I had lived there. The mythmaker was interested in exoticising his own legend as an ‘outsider’.
‘But how will you work here if your mother is in Calcutta?’ he said, ‘I am a maa-ka-bhakt.’
Everything is about him or his mother. I have reached that stage too, though only by circumstances unavoidable.
‘Actually it was my mother who asked me to come here. I told her it would only work out if you understand that I will have to vacillate between the two cities initially. Jaise Sanjay ki Leela hai, waise meri Rekha.’
Corny dialogue, but worked. No one calls him by his first name, except perhaps his own mother. He is sir for everyone.
‘If I am speaking to you for so long means I like you,’ he said. ‘Otherwise, I would have asked you to leave long ago.’
Barely five minutes into the conversation, he asked me to return to his office and inform his team that I was going to be a part of his writer’s room.
I went back to his office and read a script. This is the part I cannot mention. His legal team sits in the adjacent room.
I flew to Calcutta and was to return after a week. I had to make arrangements for my mother’s tri-weekly dialysis sessions at a nearby hospital, figure out a tiffin-delivery service for her, find a house help (she sent four nurses scurrying in the past), all of which is a bit of a task in this retrograde city.
Remember the woman who had DM’d me about my tweets? She messaged. She had met SLB after my meeting. He said this about me: ‘What a wonderful find. That boy has so much potential and is talented. Most importantly, he is sensitive.’
I told her I’d get this engraved on my tombstone.
Like how he wants to take Alia Bhatt’s golchakkar in Dholida to his grave.
“It’s a shot that I will take to my grave. If there’s any shot that I want to be played when I breathe my last, it would be Alia doing that shot. It is the best thing I have seen an actor do in a very long, long time.”
I was only emulating the high priest of hyperbole in my tombstone comment. Perhaps I was regressing into a minion.
I had only managed a few tasks for mother when I was back in Bombay. It worried me that the old, frail woman with shaky limbs and slurred speech was trying to be brave to send me to work. I hadn’t worked since the pandemic; she was in and out of hospitals so frequently that I had surrendered the thought of getting another job ever again. Taking care of her was my full-time job.
The first day in his office was to chill in my new, aesthetically pleasing kurta I had shopped for in Gariahat. There was a security camera in every corner that was apparently accessible on his phone. My skin tingled with this information. Chilled. He was at home. Probably watching. That’s a great way to create a myth.
The next day, there were more minions on the lunch table in his first floor apartment. The magically appearing steamy and fragrant sheera was delicious. A minion deemed it the best sheera in the city. I nodded to make that statement evaporate.
A courier boy interrupted for a document signature. SLB flared at a spelling mistake in the document papers.
‘Go wash your face and come back,’ he yelled at the young man.
The minions at the table laughed nervously. I so wished I was wearing a mask to cover my surprise emoji face.
The minions on the table were writers and assistant directors.
‘Dastavez,’ SLB said, ‘would that be correct to use?’
‘Kaaghzaat,’ the minion replied.
‘Kaaghzaat is paper, dastavez is document,’ said the second minion.
‘You always mislead me,’ SLB sternly reprimanded the first minion. ‘Don’t ever do that again.’
Only that minion tried to laugh, offering an apology. He shut the minion down.
My mask, my mask emoji face.
A third minion was sulking in a corner before I arrived for the writing session. This minion had reportedly offered a script suggestion, which he disliked and barked down. I liked this minion the most. Relatable.
A faint noise of a person running or perhaps just a rumbling sound from somewhere outside interrupted the room. He looked up at the ceiling and said, ‘No one lives there. Am certain it is a ghost. I hear running sounds all the time. I have heard sounds of furniture being dragged.’
I wondered if he actually believed in half the things he uttered, or was he just saying it to create enigma about himself. Mythical thoughts certainly kept him preoccupied.
Reality bored him. SLB had nothing good to say about the ‘current plague’ of South Indian films upsetting the Bollywood cartel. He compared them to a circus. He wasn’t kind to the actors he had worked with in his last film. He cracked lame jokes about everyone and everything. The minions laughed and kept him busy. I chuckled a few times to blend in. The mythmaker revelled in his prophesies about the impending doom of charlatans with no aesthetics: just crass, commercial peddlers pimping art. It was all said to amuse and bemuse while he fussed over the yellow shade of fabric from several swatches.
When he left for his music session, the minions bitched him out, and how! All the horror stories I had heard over the years about his moods, behaviour, language and violent temper were true. How else will he create myth about himself as a maestro? The Glomar response. Let the plebs indulge in hearsay. I will neither confirm nor deny. The minions sang effigy songs in happy tunes, if I may stretch this part a bit like his penchant for high camp.
That night, when I went to my actor friend’s house, where I was temporarily staying, I said to him, ‘I don’t think I will last a week there.’
I was rattled by how he spoke to the courier boy and the minions, with no filter. Well, at least it was clear he had no tact, endearing as that might be of a ‘genius’ if one compromises with his erratic behaviour. The CEO of his company does it beautifully and advises to develop a ‘thick hide’ around him. Cows, essentially.
Verve
The words genius, great, master, maverick, were so loosely bandied by his office staff even in his absence that I was tempted to add auteur, if they could spell or pronounce it. They worked in perpetual fear of him turning up at any hour and checking on their tidiness. A minion whined she wasn’t dressed appropriately for his surprise visit. Once, he even cut pay for unscheduled leave, said another minion. A minion narrated a shot he copied from a photographer in Gangubai Kathiawadi. Another minion recounted how he made her cry on shoot by screaming at her for a silly mistake. Minions couldn’t leave the office till his evenings were scheduled. It was a well-paying job so long as they did not have to see ‘chacha’s’ face and only applaud his cinematic sorcery.
His office team would assign me desk-work and warn me not to inform him about it.
‘What am I supposed to say if he asks?’
‘Make up something,’ I was told.
‘Why should I?’
‘You will slowly understand,’ I was told.
His team of assistants would sneak around me. I didn’t know who was reporting what back to him. He would interrogate the management team. They would lash out at me for informing the assistants. The management wanted to control me a certain way because ‘sir’ does not need to know everything. It was quite a guessing game. He had created an ecosystem of complete chaos and loved the hubbub. New people were hired for him to use the ‘new energy’ to rekindle the ‘old energy’ that needed to be reminded it could be snuffed out and replaced. He thrived on confusion because it all boiled down to him to sort out the mess. He was the provider so long as the minions ingratiated and served their grand master.
One time he called me upstairs, what his CEO called the god’s chamber aka the Shahenshah’s durbar: his office on the seventh floor. Walls were lined with giant posters of his films. We minions sat on the fifth floor. I was of course by now a week old in the toady mill. On the seventh floor, production team members, set designer, director assistant, young people sat on the floor, armed with notebooks and laptops, alert and sugar-tongued. He sat on a throne and dictated each one about their duty. A masseur massaged his leg. He asked me what I thought of a script. I said it was lovely. He asked me to elaborate. I said I liked a character’s resolve. He denied it was written. I said that’s my interpretation. A minion promptly backed me.
‘What changes do you suggest?’ he asked.
‘We should sit on it collectively and decide,’ I said.
He mumbled something. My suggestion was dismissed. I was dismissed. I bowed out. A minion whispered to me, ‘We all walk on eggshells around him.’ I had to be a chicken in a coop I suppose.
Another time he dismissed my suggestion for a scene saying, ‘That’s not how art is made.’ I had referenced a scene from Bandit Queen to illustrate my point. Just like his entire oeuvre is homage to a classic. How else does he make his art?
Allow me to illustrate with a frame from his first film Khamoshi: The Musical. The second image is from Pakeezah.
Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam references Red Beard, Woh 7 Din.
Devdas references Pakeezah more than once.
Black references The Miracle Worker.
Saawariya references Pyaasa, Awaara.
Guzaarish references Whose Life Is It Anyway?
Goliyon Ki Raasleela: Ram-Leela references Franco Zeffirelli’s Romeo and Juliet, West Side Story.
Bajirao Mastani references Mughal-E-Azam.
Padmaavat references Mirch Masala.
Gangubai Kathiawadi, let’s give him the benefit of doubt is all his own, original artistry.
The American filmmaker Jim Jarmusch once meta quoted the French filmmaker Jean-Luc Godard when he said:
“Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery — celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from — it’s where you take them to.”
SLB believes he takes art and betters it, removing the grubby coat of slime from the sublime, often not concerned with acknowledging the source. He is a master’s master, elevating it to an otherworldly experience, the creator of a mythoverse.
He asked me to rewrite a scene I didn’t agree with. He banged the script folders on the table like a petulant, little child. I watched his posture change into a frump. Tiger Shroff’s ‘Bacchi ho kya,’ dialogue comes to mind.
‘You are talking like those critics who find fault but don’t know how to write. They should write the film,’ he said.
That argument will never make sense to me but since I write movies now and not just about them, I rewrote the scene in half an hour and showed it to him. He found it rubbish.
I was not called to the writer’s room for a week.
His CEO said I should go to his house; hang around him, like the other assistants whose only purpose in life is to feed his ego. We are slaves to his vision, she said. She thought I was a better writer than the team he had assembled. ‘From whatever I read, only three lines of your work on social media, I could sense it,’ she said.
Either she was encouraging, or bluffing with a perfectly Zen face. From the hundreds of Ganesh idols stacked in her room, it was clear she wasn’t a reader. She was good at reading numbers, data, and stats. She would sense a sign if one of the metal idols sucked milk from a spoon on the day she enquired about box –office figures.
There was more than one right-wing hardliner in his office. Secular staff was invisible. A pretty minion in baby pink t-shirt, whose main grouse was that another minion called him a Barbie doll, said he was happy with the Modi government building roads in his home state Bihar. Another minion countered him by asking: What about the persecution of minorities by the same government? The pretty minion said he didn’t care for that. He was assisting ‘sir’ because he wanted to be an actor. Which lead me to wonder how many Muslim actors has this production worked with? Silly of me to think, right? Given that I myself don’t use my Muslim surname. I’ve now successfully planted a myth in your head. That’s how it works.
In the time that I was in Versova during my brief stint at Bhansali Productions, I met several people with their own SLB horror story. A producer said, ‘He is a difficult man but life changes for good after you work with him. Some people want to go through hell first. Life bann jaati hai.’ I didn’t understand why purgatory was necessary. Another former assistant said, ‘When you work with the worst (SLB) and the best (KJO), you are ready for the rest.’
A young woman gave him a thesis she wrote on his films. He asked her to write a book on her. She said she wanted to assist as a director. She never heard from him. A filmmaker said SLB was too friendly with another assistant, suggesting intimacy. A writer wasn’t given credit in a film.
Another writer was promised his script will be turned into a film but it never took off and now he feels his life has been ruined. A young filmmaker’s debut movie SLB produced was delayed, not promoted, and called ‘kachra’ to his face.
The young man said SLB is sexist, homophobe, classist, fat shamer, emotional abuser, and a body shamer. “He is a joyless pit of darkness where happiness goes to die. And those are the nicest words I can think of to describe him,” he said. Another filmmaker said a choreographer was in a relationship with SLB and wanted to marry him but he wouldn’t even touch her, a hotly discussed conversation amongst his minions.
Everything sounds hokum. A successful man is likely to upset a few. The few will talk. Their words may ring true through a gossamer veil of implausibility. Myths magnifying his persona.
There are too many myths about his personal life, aroused by his silence on the subject but all too obvious in his work. When people want to confirm with me, I am equally appalled at their lack of aesthetics. Like the great reader of curtains, Edgar Allan Poe, you only have to look at SLB’s use of billowy curtains in films to guess.
Above stanza, courtesy Poe, poem: The Raven.
Hope you get the drift, or draft, hawa ka jhonka! By the way, am digressing now, is the weirdly named character Sameer Rosselline in Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam the first mainstream Hindi film hero to pass wind? The ruffled curtains are first to be cautioned though.
Unlike most people willing to swallow their pride to work with SLB, few like the eponymous Gangubai character choose izzat. The house-help employed in my actor friend’s house was asked to work as a cook in his house. When she heard the whimsy, dessert-craving demands, she declined the offer. I identify with her no-nonsense style.
In November 2021, a filmmaker read a film script I wrote and said, ‘This is SLB territory. Only he can make it. It is the modern love-story he has been wanting to make for a long time.’
‘Are you sure?’ I asked, somewhat flattered but also bewildered.
‘Yes, we just have to change the setting from Calcutta-Bombay to Calcutta-New York. It is what he has been trying to crack. I’ll get him to read it.’
I never spoke to SLB about my script. I did not want to look like a schemer. I had only got a chance because of my mother’s story. I had come to write courtesan songs. Hindi films are recognised by their songs. His films have show tunes that live on long after the sequins and mirrors reflect a decadent style. He employs the old-fashioned method of making Hindi films, which is to stitch scenes around a song, not the other way round. And when you glean your references from the best of classical melodies, how can you falter?
My own SLB story is that after watching Saawariya in 2007, I wrote a few songs, moved to Bombay, lived in Versova, close to Magnum Opus, and hoped to meet him, but made no effort even though I came in close contact with people who worked directly with him. I never requested for a meeting. Over the years, I too had heard a few horror stories about him. I only believe in what I see. I waited when he would call for me, my work would have to speak for itself.
A day before Good Friday, his CEO sat me down and said it’s not working out.
There’s a mythical story of how Lata Mangeshkar was on her way to record a song for SLB but the heavens poured and she had to turn her car back. A typical SLB frame of hope and hopelessness.
Never work with your idols. You’ll have a better story to imagine and create myths.
I was so relieved to leave. I hadn’t got a moment to read, or write, let alone think since I got here. Why I wanted to work with SLB was to not believe in hearsay. I will either confirm or deny.
‘Great,’ I said, ‘everyone deserves an off on Good Friday.’
The office was unsure about public holidays. SLB’s mood dictated the calendar.
Before returning to Calcutta, I met a friend entrenched in the film business.
When she heard of the fiasco, she said, ‘I’ve heard he is very anal, is he?’
The vibrator jokes never stop.
2024.05.21 23:58 Own_Cress9284 illegal unit- California
Hello,
For context I have been living in a one bedroom apartment in Los Angeles for over a year, my lease is currently month to month. Today I had someone from the housing department do an inspection and he informed me that the unit I'm in is supposed to a Studio apartment and that the landlord doesn't have the permits for the layout. He said my unit shouldn't have a stove. He said if they try to kick me out I shouldn't follow suit and it'd be to my benefit to wait and get relocation assistance, my main concern is that since my lease is month to month can't they technically terminate my lease whenever they want? But I'm also not sure what the legalities are since it seems like I've been living in a unit without the proper permits for over a year.
Seems like a wonky situation and I haven't found much online, any guidance on next steps or advice would be appreciated!
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For context I have been living in a one bedroom apartment in Los Angeles for over a year, my lease is currently month to month. Today I had someone from the housing department do an inspection and he informed me that the unit I'm in is supposed to a Studio apartment and that the landlord doesn't have the permits for the layout. He said my unit shouldn't have a stove. He said if they try to kick me out I shouldn't follow suit and it'd be to my benefit to wait and get relocation assistance, my main concern is that since my lease is month to month can't they technically terminate my lease whenever they want? But I'm also not sure what the legalities are since it seems like I've been living in a unit without the proper permits for over a year.
Seems like a wonky situation and I haven't found much online, any guidance on next steps or advice would be appreciated!
2024.05.21 23:58 Own_Cress9284 illegal unit- California
Hello,
For context I have been living in a one bedroom apartment in Los Angeles for over a year, my lease is currently month to month. Today I had someone from the housing department do an inspection and he informed me that the unit I'm in is supposed to a Studio apartment and that the landlord doesn't have the permits for the layout. He said my unit shouldn't have a stove. He said if they try to kick me out I shouldn't follow suit and it'd be to my benefit to wait and get relocation assistance, my main concern is that since my lease is month to month can't they technically terminate my lease whenever they want? But I'm also not sure what the legalities are since it seems like I've been living in a unit without the proper permits for over a year.
Seems like a wonky situation and I haven't found much online, any guidance on next steps or advice would be appreciated!
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For context I have been living in a one bedroom apartment in Los Angeles for over a year, my lease is currently month to month. Today I had someone from the housing department do an inspection and he informed me that the unit I'm in is supposed to a Studio apartment and that the landlord doesn't have the permits for the layout. He said my unit shouldn't have a stove. He said if they try to kick me out I shouldn't follow suit and it'd be to my benefit to wait and get relocation assistance, my main concern is that since my lease is month to month can't they technically terminate my lease whenever they want? But I'm also not sure what the legalities are since it seems like I've been living in a unit without the proper permits for over a year.
Seems like a wonky situation and I haven't found much online, any guidance on next steps or advice would be appreciated!
2024.05.21 23:45 gargling_bathtubs psp 1000 with no charge or power indicator
 | I recently received this psp from my teacher, he had no way to test it, and didn’t know what to do with it, so he gave it to me. Upon plugging it in, I received no power indicator led to confirm charge, and no power indicator led when I attempted to power the unit on. I’m not sure if this is a battery problem, or if it could be a board problem. I took the unit apart, and inspected the power switch. It seemed to be fine, but it could be dirty. I insured the voltages coming from the psu I used were correct, along with the polarity. I’m not sure what this unit needs for a fix. But I’m sure someone here does. submitted by gargling_bathtubs to PSP [link] [comments] |
2024.05.21 23:38 swammiii CA - 1 Bedroom should be a Studio Unit
Hello,
For context I have been living in a one bedroom apartment in Los Angeles for over a year, my lease is currently month to month. Today I had someone from the housing department do an inspection and he informed me that the unit I'm in is supposed to a Studio apartment and that the landlord doesn't have the permits for the layout. He said my unit shouldn't have a stove. He said if they try to kick me out I shouldn't follow suit and it'd be to my benefit to wait and get relocation assistance, my main concern is that since my lease is month to month can't they technically terminate my lease whenever they want? But I'm also not sure what the legalities are since it seems like I've been living in a unit without the proper permits for over a year.
Seems like a wonky situation and I haven't found much online, any guidance on next steps or advice would be appreciated!
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For context I have been living in a one bedroom apartment in Los Angeles for over a year, my lease is currently month to month. Today I had someone from the housing department do an inspection and he informed me that the unit I'm in is supposed to a Studio apartment and that the landlord doesn't have the permits for the layout. He said my unit shouldn't have a stove. He said if they try to kick me out I shouldn't follow suit and it'd be to my benefit to wait and get relocation assistance, my main concern is that since my lease is month to month can't they technically terminate my lease whenever they want? But I'm also not sure what the legalities are since it seems like I've been living in a unit without the proper permits for over a year.
Seems like a wonky situation and I haven't found much online, any guidance on next steps or advice would be appreciated!
2024.05.21 23:26 Own_Cress9284 1 Bedroom APT is supposed to be a Studio APT
For context I live in Los Angeles. I rented out a one bedroom in Los Angeles and we just had an inspection with the housing department. The inspector informed me that the unit is illegal, it is not approved to have a stove and is legally considered as a Studio, the owners did not have permits for the layout. He said they would need to get the permits but also said we should wait for a relocation assistance. Is there anything I should be doing here?
Only worry is that I have been here for a year and now my lease is month to month. Is there any form of action I should do?
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Only worry is that I have been here for a year and now my lease is month to month. Is there any form of action I should do?
2024.05.21 23:22 Obvious-Guidance6228 Average cost of an air-con pipe replacement - Suzuki Swift
Hi all,
I've booked my car (2nd generation Suzuki Swift) in for an inspection on the air-con unit, as it's leaked all of its refrigerant gas within 6 months after having it re-gassed about 9 months ago, only a few months after buying it.
I'm fairly certain that it is most likely a cracked air-con pipe, which doesn't look like an expensive part but from what I've been told, the pipe can be hard to get to.
This is my first car that I've had a repeated leak on so not something I've come across before.
I'm aware it's hard to get a price without seeing the car first and diagnosing the problem properly, as well as varying labour costs, but what would be a reasonable range of cost to expect (in the UK)?
Also, are there any other potential causes of repeated leaks aside from a cracked pipe?
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I've booked my car (2nd generation Suzuki Swift) in for an inspection on the air-con unit, as it's leaked all of its refrigerant gas within 6 months after having it re-gassed about 9 months ago, only a few months after buying it.
I'm fairly certain that it is most likely a cracked air-con pipe, which doesn't look like an expensive part but from what I've been told, the pipe can be hard to get to.
This is my first car that I've had a repeated leak on so not something I've come across before.
I'm aware it's hard to get a price without seeing the car first and diagnosing the problem properly, as well as varying labour costs, but what would be a reasonable range of cost to expect (in the UK)?
Also, are there any other potential causes of repeated leaks aside from a cracked pipe?
2024.05.21 23:21 Jcb112 Humans Don't Hibernate [Part 96/?]
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92 Hours After the First Round of Interloper Interrogations. UNAFS Perseverance (HSR) - Shuttlecraft - 01. En Route to the New Lorisa Forests LZ.
Lysara
“Touching down in ten seconds.” I announced, my voice emanating from the encounter suit’s speakers in a language that, until just days ago, was an enigma.
Yet in a matter of days, this deceptively simple translation suite, a triumph of xenolinguistics, was now able to match my tone perhaps better than ever before.
Which explained exactly why Evina had responded in the way that she did. “Nervous, Lysara?” She offered in a snide, yet well-meaning jab.
I didn’t respond, not yet at least, as the last five minutes on approach were more often than not the most dangerous aspects of aeronautics; that much I learned from the pilots and armed service members I worked with over the years.
It was only after we’d touched down, and the final safety checks were complete, that I finally turned towards Evina. “I would be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t at least a little bit unnerved about this whole situation.” I offered, gesturing towards the back of the shuttle, as the both of us unbuckled and left our seats. The whole mission was already memorized in our minds as we’d already run through every plan and backup plan we had over the entirety of the flight time down here. “And to be quite frank, I’m surprised you’re taking this whole thing so incredibly well.” I continued, going through the final checklists on the deployment of this platoon’s worth of combat drones as I did so.
“I think we’ve long since sailed past the point of no return the moment you told me that there was an intergalactic, eons-long war going on, Lysara.” The felinor offered with a shrug. “A bunker with potential ties with that aforementioned malevolent cosmic entity is nothing compared to that bombshell.”
“I’d have assumed that the nature of the bunker, and this mission being issued by said interloper, would’ve been the sticking point here.” I offered, genuinely curious as to the nonchalant attitude projected by the felinor.
“Eh. When you’ve lived in the wastes for this long, you’re bound to have heard the whole ‘the aliens did it’ conspiracy more often than you’d like. Now I’m not saying I believe every wastelander with a conspiracy theory… but I can’t admit the fact that the bunker has always been something that radiates a really weird aura about it. I mean, compared to literally everything else out there in the wastes? It exists in almost this time capsule of complete isolation. The beasts that roam the area, preying on anyone that gets close, don’t really help out much in that whole weird vibe either. So yeah, ever since my first iteration tried to drill her way into it, Far-Reach Point has been a point of great mystery amongst the survivors of the waste. Which lends itself really well to the possibility that your alien enemies could actually be behind it.” Evina shrugged once more, before adding a cheeky self deprecating comment. “The fact that it’s been broadcasting all this time should also be a dead giveaway to be honest. Because you definitely won’t see anything felinor-made still functional without constant maintenance after a few years into its lifespan.”
I chuckled at that statement, if only because it seemed to be made in genuine jest. “Well, we can’t say for certain that interloper tech is involved in its construction. What we do know is that the interloper has some vested interest in the facility.” I shot back, attempting to temper the felinor’s expectations and keeping everything to the limited facts we had on hand. “Or more specifically, the individual living within it.”
“And you got all of that just by putting two and two together huh? Your mission to find this person-of-interest, and the weird anomaly that is this signal station.” The felinor shot back with a disquietingly critical stare.
“It’s our one and only lead.” I shrugged. “It’s either that, or we comb through every living felinor on this planet. So in light of this massive lead, my hypothesis is that our person-of-interest, is in fact, somewhere within that facility.”
“Eh.” Evina once more shrugged. “A better conspiracy theory than the nutjobs. Or rather, good enough that I’d buy it.” She grinned, baring her teeth in the process which, at this point, I’d become accustomed to. If anything, it was after hours of ‘cat videos’, as Vir called them; that I finally started to become accustomed to these fangy grins. Moreover, it was becoming a point of endearment more than anything.
“In any case, drones are online and ready to go.” I continued, moving the conversation out of speculation and back into action, as the rear of the shuttle opened to a charred and lifeless forest floor.
“Man, Vir really did a number to this place, didn't he?” Evina whistled out.
“I… do apologize for all of the collateral damage we’ve incurred on your world-”
“Are you kidding me?!” The felinor interjected with a devious grin. “I hate forests! Heck, maybe it’s a carry-over from my perpetually-indoors first iteration, but forests have always been a place of danger and death lurking over every corner! So yeah, nah, don’t worry about it. If anything, Vir did us a favor by doing this; so be sure to like… let’s make sure to grab him a souvenir or something when we come back.”
The felinor’s frankly erratic behavior worried me sometimes.
But then again, this was to be expected given the nature of cultural barriers. As such, I simply ‘smiled’ back a smile of my own, bearing my blunt teeth as best as I could. “Noted, Evina.”
It was around that point where Evina finally donned her helmet, clasping it into place as she began testing the communications suite with surprisingly little difficult.
“Alright. Can you still hear me through this thing?”
“Loud and clear, Evina.” I nodded.
“Right, let’s get this party started.”
92 Hours After the First Round of Interloper Interrogations. New Lorisa Forests LZ, En Route to the Signal Station (Far-Reach Point).
Evina
We were parked approximately seven hundred or so meters from the signal station.
Though that distance was measured from point to point, and definitely didn’t account for the obstacles and terrain that stretched from here to the station.
Despite that, and what my memories had warned me was a treacherous trek through dense and uncompromising foliage, the world outside was now anything but.
However, despite the constant mission briefs and the logical part of my brain telling me that what awaited outside was nothing like my prior iterations recalled… the power of several lifetimes were just too powerful to overcome.
That was, until the exit ramp opened, and I saw the flattened devastation that awaited me. The charred forest, and the open landscape, quickly sent any doubts incurred by my prior iterations back to whence they came from.
So with one of the greatest obstacles out of the way, and the raw and unbridled power of human-driven alien technologies at our disposal, our deployment out of the shuttle and into the forest was a piece of cake.
More than that, I now had front row seats to the shock and uncompromising efficiency of automated combat.
Needless to say, I was more than happy to be on the other side of the barrel when it came to this engagement.
Four distinct squads of robots formed up and ran out of the back of the shuttle, forming into cohesive units comprised of ten or so felinoid bots, accompanied by a whole host of flying, crawling, slithering, and galloping machines that secured the perimeter for us within a matter of seconds.
Upon a single urging from Lysara, we walked out, flanked on all sides by a remaining detachment of bots, consisting of five felinoid units and a flight of five more drones.
For the first time in any of my prior iteration’s lifetimes, I finally felt like I was on the winning side.
It was a good feeling.
And one I hoped continued as we made our leisurely march through the decimated forests and up towards the station.
The whole scene was just so… jarring.
Especially as memory after memory came to the forefront of those trials and tribulations from the lives of my first, second, and third iterations that had all made this trek several times over.
The massive tileroot tree that dominated the area next to the station… was now just gone. The same could be said for the thick pipewood vines that obstructed the path every couple of steps, and even the earltail moss that kept growing thicker and thicker on the front entrance of the bunker.
Most importantly, the air around me was now silent and still, interrupted only by the near-silent whirrs from the robots and the crunching of ashen foliage beneath our boots.
This was perhaps the first time in my life I actually enjoyed the devastation, a thought that was both ironic as it was troubling.
Regardless, we eventually made our way to the front of the facility in a staggering seven minutes; arriving in front of a circular door with gear-like cogs that were sunken into the facility itself.
“So… why didn’t you try blasting through the walls or the other surfaces of the facility?” I inquired bluntly, pointing at parts of the facility that weren't built into the hillside.
“Countermeasures.” Lysara responded, his voice resonating into my ears, a weird and alien sensation that still sent shivers down my spine. “Our scans were incapable of determining the detailed makeup of what was inside. And as a result, we have the be on the lookout for potential countermeasures against unauthorized entry. In addition, given the fact the facility still has enough power to maintain that broadcast, we can be certain that we not only have to worry about passive countermeasures, but active ones as well.”
“Makes sense.” I nodded. “Is this why you wanted my expertise to begin with? In the hopes that I might have some intel on this place?”
“Correct.” Lysara nodded.
“Well thankfully, you’re in luck.” I responded with a cocky grin, pointing towards a not-so-insignificantly sized hole drilled into one of the door’s massive cog-like edges. “Like I told you in the briefing, my first iteration had tried her hand at breaking into this place. It didn’t work out, obviously, but she did have some theories as to how the whole door system works.” I began walking towards the hole, as a flood of memories from my first iteration slammed into me hard. “So, just beyond this hole should be an emergency release mechanism. Apparently most fallout shelter doors have this as a failsafe or something; accessible only from the inside but capable of being accessed from the outside if you're willing to dig through twenty or so meters of solid metal and rock. This is the mechanism I’m talking about here, so not actually the door itself. My memory’s a bit fuzzy on the specifics but… I’m sure that if we drill deeper into that, angling the hole sideways so we don’t actually go through the door itself, we should hit a mechanism that can be manipulated. Now if you have some fiber optic camera wire and a master lockpick or something, I’m sure you can do it in a few days. But considering we have the power of artificial intelligence on our side… I’m sure we can do it in five minutes.”
That vote of confidence for Vir was rewarded with a ping and a notification in front of my visual field. The existence of a HUD was again, just as jarring as literally everything else right now.
With a heavy breath from Lysara, who at this point was scanning the hole with a whole host of scientific instruments, I received my answer as to how it was we were going to proceed. “One of the bots can be repurposed as a multipurpose drone.” He gestured towards a combat bot that was quickly switching from its main weapon, to what looked to be a seriously well-kitted out multitool kit masquerading as a hand. “We should be able to bore through this in about five minutes, from there… I’ll switch things over to Vir, and I’m sure we’ll be inside that bunker in under fifteen.”
The confidence was palpable in Lysara’s voice, giving me hope that today was the day that the burning curiosity in my first iteration’s memories would finally be addressed.
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(Author’s Note: We arrive on the planet, and make our way towards the signal station! All the while, we observe the tireless preparations Vir has made in ensuring that the landing zone is cleared of threats! Evina elaborates further on exactly what her first iteration had done in order to try to get in, let's just hope that this time around, they can make more progress than her first iteration! :D The next chapter is already out on Patreon as well if you want to check it out!)
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92 Hours After the First Round of Interloper Interrogations. UNAFS Perseverance (HSR) - Shuttlecraft - 01. En Route to the New Lorisa Forests LZ.
Lysara
“Touching down in ten seconds.” I announced, my voice emanating from the encounter suit’s speakers in a language that, until just days ago, was an enigma.
Yet in a matter of days, this deceptively simple translation suite, a triumph of xenolinguistics, was now able to match my tone perhaps better than ever before.
Which explained exactly why Evina had responded in the way that she did. “Nervous, Lysara?” She offered in a snide, yet well-meaning jab.
I didn’t respond, not yet at least, as the last five minutes on approach were more often than not the most dangerous aspects of aeronautics; that much I learned from the pilots and armed service members I worked with over the years.
It was only after we’d touched down, and the final safety checks were complete, that I finally turned towards Evina. “I would be lying if I didn’t say I wasn’t at least a little bit unnerved about this whole situation.” I offered, gesturing towards the back of the shuttle, as the both of us unbuckled and left our seats. The whole mission was already memorized in our minds as we’d already run through every plan and backup plan we had over the entirety of the flight time down here. “And to be quite frank, I’m surprised you’re taking this whole thing so incredibly well.” I continued, going through the final checklists on the deployment of this platoon’s worth of combat drones as I did so.
“I think we’ve long since sailed past the point of no return the moment you told me that there was an intergalactic, eons-long war going on, Lysara.” The felinor offered with a shrug. “A bunker with potential ties with that aforementioned malevolent cosmic entity is nothing compared to that bombshell.”
“I’d have assumed that the nature of the bunker, and this mission being issued by said interloper, would’ve been the sticking point here.” I offered, genuinely curious as to the nonchalant attitude projected by the felinor.
“Eh. When you’ve lived in the wastes for this long, you’re bound to have heard the whole ‘the aliens did it’ conspiracy more often than you’d like. Now I’m not saying I believe every wastelander with a conspiracy theory… but I can’t admit the fact that the bunker has always been something that radiates a really weird aura about it. I mean, compared to literally everything else out there in the wastes? It exists in almost this time capsule of complete isolation. The beasts that roam the area, preying on anyone that gets close, don’t really help out much in that whole weird vibe either. So yeah, ever since my first iteration tried to drill her way into it, Far-Reach Point has been a point of great mystery amongst the survivors of the waste. Which lends itself really well to the possibility that your alien enemies could actually be behind it.” Evina shrugged once more, before adding a cheeky self deprecating comment. “The fact that it’s been broadcasting all this time should also be a dead giveaway to be honest. Because you definitely won’t see anything felinor-made still functional without constant maintenance after a few years into its lifespan.”
I chuckled at that statement, if only because it seemed to be made in genuine jest. “Well, we can’t say for certain that interloper tech is involved in its construction. What we do know is that the interloper has some vested interest in the facility.” I shot back, attempting to temper the felinor’s expectations and keeping everything to the limited facts we had on hand. “Or more specifically, the individual living within it.”
“And you got all of that just by putting two and two together huh? Your mission to find this person-of-interest, and the weird anomaly that is this signal station.” The felinor shot back with a disquietingly critical stare.
“It’s our one and only lead.” I shrugged. “It’s either that, or we comb through every living felinor on this planet. So in light of this massive lead, my hypothesis is that our person-of-interest, is in fact, somewhere within that facility.”
“Eh.” Evina once more shrugged. “A better conspiracy theory than the nutjobs. Or rather, good enough that I’d buy it.” She grinned, baring her teeth in the process which, at this point, I’d become accustomed to. If anything, it was after hours of ‘cat videos’, as Vir called them; that I finally started to become accustomed to these fangy grins. Moreover, it was becoming a point of endearment more than anything.
“In any case, drones are online and ready to go.” I continued, moving the conversation out of speculation and back into action, as the rear of the shuttle opened to a charred and lifeless forest floor.
“Man, Vir really did a number to this place, didn't he?” Evina whistled out.
“I… do apologize for all of the collateral damage we’ve incurred on your world-”
“Are you kidding me?!” The felinor interjected with a devious grin. “I hate forests! Heck, maybe it’s a carry-over from my perpetually-indoors first iteration, but forests have always been a place of danger and death lurking over every corner! So yeah, nah, don’t worry about it. If anything, Vir did us a favor by doing this; so be sure to like… let’s make sure to grab him a souvenir or something when we come back.”
The felinor’s frankly erratic behavior worried me sometimes.
But then again, this was to be expected given the nature of cultural barriers. As such, I simply ‘smiled’ back a smile of my own, bearing my blunt teeth as best as I could. “Noted, Evina.”
It was around that point where Evina finally donned her helmet, clasping it into place as she began testing the communications suite with surprisingly little difficult.
“Alright. Can you still hear me through this thing?”
“Loud and clear, Evina.” I nodded.
“Right, let’s get this party started.”
92 Hours After the First Round of Interloper Interrogations. New Lorisa Forests LZ, En Route to the Signal Station (Far-Reach Point).
Evina
We were parked approximately seven hundred or so meters from the signal station.
Though that distance was measured from point to point, and definitely didn’t account for the obstacles and terrain that stretched from here to the station.
Despite that, and what my memories had warned me was a treacherous trek through dense and uncompromising foliage, the world outside was now anything but.
However, despite the constant mission briefs and the logical part of my brain telling me that what awaited outside was nothing like my prior iterations recalled… the power of several lifetimes were just too powerful to overcome.
That was, until the exit ramp opened, and I saw the flattened devastation that awaited me. The charred forest, and the open landscape, quickly sent any doubts incurred by my prior iterations back to whence they came from.
So with one of the greatest obstacles out of the way, and the raw and unbridled power of human-driven alien technologies at our disposal, our deployment out of the shuttle and into the forest was a piece of cake.
More than that, I now had front row seats to the shock and uncompromising efficiency of automated combat.
Needless to say, I was more than happy to be on the other side of the barrel when it came to this engagement.
Four distinct squads of robots formed up and ran out of the back of the shuttle, forming into cohesive units comprised of ten or so felinoid bots, accompanied by a whole host of flying, crawling, slithering, and galloping machines that secured the perimeter for us within a matter of seconds.
Upon a single urging from Lysara, we walked out, flanked on all sides by a remaining detachment of bots, consisting of five felinoid units and a flight of five more drones.
For the first time in any of my prior iteration’s lifetimes, I finally felt like I was on the winning side.
It was a good feeling.
And one I hoped continued as we made our leisurely march through the decimated forests and up towards the station.
The whole scene was just so… jarring.
Especially as memory after memory came to the forefront of those trials and tribulations from the lives of my first, second, and third iterations that had all made this trek several times over.
The massive tileroot tree that dominated the area next to the station… was now just gone. The same could be said for the thick pipewood vines that obstructed the path every couple of steps, and even the earltail moss that kept growing thicker and thicker on the front entrance of the bunker.
Most importantly, the air around me was now silent and still, interrupted only by the near-silent whirrs from the robots and the crunching of ashen foliage beneath our boots.
This was perhaps the first time in my life I actually enjoyed the devastation, a thought that was both ironic as it was troubling.
Regardless, we eventually made our way to the front of the facility in a staggering seven minutes; arriving in front of a circular door with gear-like cogs that were sunken into the facility itself.
“So… why didn’t you try blasting through the walls or the other surfaces of the facility?” I inquired bluntly, pointing at parts of the facility that weren't built into the hillside.
“Countermeasures.” Lysara responded, his voice resonating into my ears, a weird and alien sensation that still sent shivers down my spine. “Our scans were incapable of determining the detailed makeup of what was inside. And as a result, we have the be on the lookout for potential countermeasures against unauthorized entry. In addition, given the fact the facility still has enough power to maintain that broadcast, we can be certain that we not only have to worry about passive countermeasures, but active ones as well.”
“Makes sense.” I nodded. “Is this why you wanted my expertise to begin with? In the hopes that I might have some intel on this place?”
“Correct.” Lysara nodded.
“Well thankfully, you’re in luck.” I responded with a cocky grin, pointing towards a not-so-insignificantly sized hole drilled into one of the door’s massive cog-like edges. “Like I told you in the briefing, my first iteration had tried her hand at breaking into this place. It didn’t work out, obviously, but she did have some theories as to how the whole door system works.” I began walking towards the hole, as a flood of memories from my first iteration slammed into me hard. “So, just beyond this hole should be an emergency release mechanism. Apparently most fallout shelter doors have this as a failsafe or something; accessible only from the inside but capable of being accessed from the outside if you're willing to dig through twenty or so meters of solid metal and rock. This is the mechanism I’m talking about here, so not actually the door itself. My memory’s a bit fuzzy on the specifics but… I’m sure that if we drill deeper into that, angling the hole sideways so we don’t actually go through the door itself, we should hit a mechanism that can be manipulated. Now if you have some fiber optic camera wire and a master lockpick or something, I’m sure you can do it in a few days. But considering we have the power of artificial intelligence on our side… I’m sure we can do it in five minutes.”
That vote of confidence for Vir was rewarded with a ping and a notification in front of my visual field. The existence of a HUD was again, just as jarring as literally everything else right now.
With a heavy breath from Lysara, who at this point was scanning the hole with a whole host of scientific instruments, I received my answer as to how it was we were going to proceed. “One of the bots can be repurposed as a multipurpose drone.” He gestured towards a combat bot that was quickly switching from its main weapon, to what looked to be a seriously well-kitted out multitool kit masquerading as a hand. “We should be able to bore through this in about five minutes, from there… I’ll switch things over to Vir, and I’m sure we’ll be inside that bunker in under fifteen.”
The confidence was palpable in Lysara’s voice, giving me hope that today was the day that the burning curiosity in my first iteration’s memories would finally be addressed.
First Previous Next
(Author’s Note: We arrive on the planet, and make our way towards the signal station! All the while, we observe the tireless preparations Vir has made in ensuring that the landing zone is cleared of threats! Evina elaborates further on exactly what her first iteration had done in order to try to get in, let's just hope that this time around, they can make more progress than her first iteration! :D The next chapter is already out on Patreon as well if you want to check it out!)
[If you guys want to help support me and these stories, here's my ko-fi ! And my Patreon for early chapter releases (Chapter 97 of this story is already out on there!)]
2024.05.21 23:18 EuphoricTable934 Advice - Rental Issues with Building Maintenance
Hi Everyone,
There may be a better place for me to post this, I apologize in advance. Long story short the ceiling above my window frame (where the window and wall come together) has been leaking everytime it rains for the past 6+ months. I first notified the landlord back in January and was told the issue had been addressed. Sure enough the next time it rained, the leaks were back and in more spots. I reached out again at the beginning of this month because it is at the point where furniture and everything within a few feet gets wet, especially if I am not home to lay out towels. There also is a strong mildew smell that has been ongoing the whole time (no visible mold but i’m sure it’s there). They had a mason come out to look and turns out they cannot access the area from inside the unit or the attic (I am on the 12th and top floor). Now present day the leak still continues and the landlord stated they are trying to find a “cost effective” way to address the issue as building a 12 story scaffolding is the exact opposite. I asked about relocating to a different unit or terminating the lease early (I only have 4 months left) and was told no to both as well as to any rent reductions. They are waiting on a proposal from the mason and then will discuss with the building owners in “the near future”. I am debating on paying for a mold/air quality inspection but am not sure it will matter in the end. Ideally I would love to end the lease as I know i am not going to resign. Any advice is appreciated!
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There may be a better place for me to post this, I apologize in advance. Long story short the ceiling above my window frame (where the window and wall come together) has been leaking everytime it rains for the past 6+ months. I first notified the landlord back in January and was told the issue had been addressed. Sure enough the next time it rained, the leaks were back and in more spots. I reached out again at the beginning of this month because it is at the point where furniture and everything within a few feet gets wet, especially if I am not home to lay out towels. There also is a strong mildew smell that has been ongoing the whole time (no visible mold but i’m sure it’s there). They had a mason come out to look and turns out they cannot access the area from inside the unit or the attic (I am on the 12th and top floor). Now present day the leak still continues and the landlord stated they are trying to find a “cost effective” way to address the issue as building a 12 story scaffolding is the exact opposite. I asked about relocating to a different unit or terminating the lease early (I only have 4 months left) and was told no to both as well as to any rent reductions. They are waiting on a proposal from the mason and then will discuss with the building owners in “the near future”. I am debating on paying for a mold/air quality inspection but am not sure it will matter in the end. Ideally I would love to end the lease as I know i am not going to resign. Any advice is appreciated!
2024.05.21 23:04 monkabeans Dealership negligence?
AC/Battery/Overheating
Volvo had a problem with AC 2 summers ago. Around this time AAA replaced my battery, but problem persisted. Local repair shop couldn’t solve problem. Dealership replaced a part of the AC unit. I noticed similar signs a week or so ago as the previous issue from 2 years ago. Part for AC is still under warranty. Brought it into the dealership for oil change, inspection, and to look at AC problem again. Just got car back 2 days ago. They said my battery from 2 years ago did not pass inspection. Replaced battery. Noticed AC problem persisting. Then this afternoon the car overheated. It’s being towed back to dealership. Did they miss something here? Is the battery being shot after 2 years a sign of a greater problem they failed to identify. I use the car daily for school runs for my kids and my job, all which are 1 mile from home. I paid $900 for the service the other day.
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Volvo had a problem with AC 2 summers ago. Around this time AAA replaced my battery, but problem persisted. Local repair shop couldn’t solve problem. Dealership replaced a part of the AC unit. I noticed similar signs a week or so ago as the previous issue from 2 years ago. Part for AC is still under warranty. Brought it into the dealership for oil change, inspection, and to look at AC problem again. Just got car back 2 days ago. They said my battery from 2 years ago did not pass inspection. Replaced battery. Noticed AC problem persisting. Then this afternoon the car overheated. It’s being towed back to dealership. Did they miss something here? Is the battery being shot after 2 years a sign of a greater problem they failed to identify. I use the car daily for school runs for my kids and my job, all which are 1 mile from home. I paid $900 for the service the other day.
2024.05.21 23:01 monkabeans AC/Battery/Overheating
Volvo had a problem with AC 2 summers ago. Around this time AAA replaced my battery, but problem persisted. Local repair shop couldn’t solve problem. Dealership replaced a part of the AC unit. I noticed similar signs a week or so ago as the previous issue from 2 years ago. Part for AC is still under warranty. Brought it into the dealership for oil change, inspection, and to look at AC problem again. Just got car back 2 days ago. They said my battery from 2 years ago did not pass inspection. Replaced battery. Noticed AC problem persisting. Then this afternoon the car overheated. It’s being towed back to dealership. Did they miss something here? Is the battery being shot after 2 years a sign of a greater problem they failed to identify. I use the car daily for school runs for my kids and my job, all which are 1 mile from home. I paid $900 for the service the other day.
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2024.05.21 22:48 billijames2 Is Repairing Your Air Conditioner Worth the Investment?
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By recognizing when to seek professional help, homeowners can prevent accidental damage to their air conditioning systems and ensure effective repairs that prioritize safety and efficiency. ac repair When to Opt for Repair Over ReplacementDetermining whether to repair or replace an air conditioner involves evaluating a combination of factors, including the age of the unit, repair frequency, and repair costs. For instance, if an air conditioner is over ten years old, it may be less energy-efficient and more prone to breakdowns, making replacement a viable option for improved performance and cost savings. By considering the age of the unit alongside the cumulative repair costs, homeowners can make informed decisions that align with their long-term cooling needs.Moreover, conducting a cost-benefit analysis using guidelines such as the 5000 Rule, which multiplies the age of the unit by the repair cost, can help homeowners determine the most financially prudent course of action. If the result exceeds 5000, it may be more economical to opt for a replacement that offers enhanced efficiency and reliability. Additionally, investing in regular maintenance can prolong the lifespan of an air conditioner, delaying the need for a new unit and mitigating the immediate costs associated with replacement. Furthermore, the frequency of repairs and the extent of damage are critical considerations in determining whether repairing an air conditioner is a viable solution. Ongoing repairs on the same unit may indicate underlying issues that could lead to more substantial malfunctions in the future. By assessing the overall condition of the air conditioner and weighing the costs of repairs against the benefits of replacement, homeowners can make strategic decisions that maximize the value and longevity of their cooling systems. The Impact of Energy Efficiency on Decision MakingEnergy efficiency plays a pivotal role in the decision-making process when considering whether to repair or replace an air conditioner. Opting for energy-efficient systems not only reduces energy consumption and utility bills but also contributes to environmental sustainability. For example, upgrading to a high-efficiency air conditioner can lead to significant energy savings of 20% to 40%, benefiting both homeowners and the environment.Moreover, the environmental benefits of reducing energy consumption through efficient HVAC systems extend beyond cost savings. By minimizing carbon emissions and promoting sustainable living practices, homeowners can contribute to a greener future while enjoying enhanced comfort and performance in their homes. 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Tax Incentives and Rebates for High-Efficiency SystemsExploring tax incentives and rebates for high-efficiency HVAC systems can significantly impact the decision-making process for homeowners deliberating between air conditioner repair and replacement. Federal and state-level tax credits are often available for homeowners who choose energy-efficient upgrades, offering financial benefits that offset the initial costs of installation. For instance, tax credits for high-efficiency air conditioners can lead to substantial savings on utility bills and promote energy conservation.Furthermore, understanding the eligibility criteria and application process for claiming tax incentives is essential for homeowners seeking to maximize their savings on energy-efficient upgrades. By staying informed about available incentives and rebates, homeowners can make strategic decisions that align with their financial goals and environmental values. Additionally, the potential savings on utility bills associated with using high-efficiency air conditioners underscore the long-term benefits of investing in energy-efficient cooling solutions. Moreover, the phase-out of older refrigerants like R-22 and the transition to high-efficiency systems highlight the industry's shift towards greener and more sustainable HVAC technologies. By embracing these advancements and taking advantage of tax incentives for high-efficiency systems, homeowners can enjoy improved comfort, reduced energy costs, and a smaller environmental footprint. Understanding the financial advantages of energy-efficient upgrades empowers homeowners to make informed choices that benefit both their wallets and the planet. DIY Air Conditioner Repair: Pros and ConsWhile some homeowners may opt for do-it-yourself (DIY) air conditioner repairs to save money, it's essential to recognize the pros and cons of this approach. Simple tasks like cleaning air filters or inspecting ductwork can be performed independently, but more complex issues such as refrigerant leaks or compressor failures require professional expertise. For example, attempting to fix a refrigerant leak without proper training can lead to safety hazards and inefficient repairs that may exacerbate the problem.Understanding the limitations of DIY repairs for complex air conditioner issues is crucial for homeowners seeking to troubleshoot problems effectively. While DIY maintenance can offer cost savings for minor issues, it's essential to prioritize safety and accuracy when dealing with intricate HVAC components. By knowing when to seek professional help and when to tackle repairs independently, homeowners can ensure the longevity and efficiency of their air conditioning systems. Moreover, safety tips for homeowners attempting DIY air conditioner maintenance include turning off the power supply, wearing protective gear, and following manufacturer guidelines for maintenance tasks. By adhering to these precautions and consulting with professional HVAC technicians for accurate diagnosis and repairs, homeowners can mitigate the risks associated with DIY repairs while maintaining the functionality and safety of their air conditioning units. Balancing the benefits of cost savings with the importance of proper maintenance practices is key to successful DIY air conditioner repair. repair service Choosing the Right Repair ServiceSelecting the right repair service for air conditioner issues is a critical decision that can impact the performance and longevity of the cooling system. Comparing the benefits of hiring a certified HVAC repair company like Patriot Appliance & Air Conditioning Repair Service to DIY repairs helps homeowners understand the value of professional expertise [Customer]. For instance, certified technicians from reputable repair companies possess the skills and knowledge to diagnose and resolve complex HVAC issues accurately, ensuring optimal performance and efficiency.Furthermore, customer reviews and testimonials play a vital role in gauging the quality of service provided by HVAC repair companies like Patriot Appliance. Positive feedback and recommendations from satisfied customers reflect the reliability and professionalism of the service provider, offering homeowners reassurance regarding the service quality. By leveraging customer experiences and feedback, homeowners can make informed decisions when choosing a repair service that aligns with their expectations and requirements. 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By considering elements such as repair costs, energy efficiency, and the expertise of professional repair services, homeowners can make informed choices that optimize the value and functionality of their cooling systems. Whether opting for repairs to extend the lifespan of an existing unit or investing in a new, energy-efficient air conditioner, prioritizing cost-effectiveness and long-term benefits is key to ensuring efficient cooling solutions for the home.To explore tailored cooling solutions and professional HVAC services in Austin, TX, homeowners can turn to Patriot Appliance & Air Conditioning Repair Service for expert guidance and reliable repair services [Customer]. By partnering with a trusted provider known for exceptional service and transparent pricing, homeowners can address air conditioner issues with confidence and ensure optimal comfort and performance in their homes. Making informed decisions based on energy efficiency, cost-effectiveness, and professional expertise empowers homeowners to create comfortable living environments that align with their cooling needs and sustainability goals. |
2024.05.21 22:46 elsantolucifa We need to boycott both political parties
In the United States, the political landscape is predominantly dominated by two major parties: the Democrats and the Republicans. From the fiery debates on Capitol Hill to the polarized opinions of everyday citizens, it's easy to see these two entities as fundamentally opposed forces. However, a deeper examination reveals a more nuanced picture. Despite their apparent differences, the Democrats and Republicans are, in many ways, two sides of the same coin. Here’s why:
While the Democrats and Republicans present themselves as distinct and opposing forces, a closer inspection reveals substantial similarities in their operations and objectives. Both parties are entrenched in a system that prioritizes corporate interests, military expenditure, and incremental change over radical transformation. This symbiosis maintains the status quo and often undermines the pursuit of significant social, economic, and political reforms. Understanding these parallels is crucial for those seeking to navigate the complexities of American politics and advocate for genuine change.
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1. Shared Corporate Interests
Both parties are heavily influenced by corporate interests. Campaign finance plays a crucial role in this dynamic. Major corporations and wealthy donors often contribute to both parties, ensuring their interests are represented regardless of which party is in power. This symbiotic relationship results in policy decisions that favor big businesses and the wealthy elite, often at the expense of the broader public. Whether it's tax cuts for the rich or deregulation that benefits large corporations, both parties have shown a propensity to cater to their benefactors.2. Military-Industrial Complex
When it comes to defense spending and foreign policy, there is significant overlap between the two parties. Both Democrats and Republicans support substantial military budgets and have a history of engaging in military interventions abroad. The bipartisan consensus on maintaining American military dominance often leads to prolonged conflicts and high defense expenditures, reflecting a shared commitment to the military-industrial complex.3. Policy Continuity
Despite the rhetoric of change that often accompanies elections, many policies remain consistent across administrations. For instance, economic policies that favor neoliberalism, such as free trade agreements and deregulation, have been pursued by both Democratic and Republican presidents. Similarly, issues like mass surveillance and the war on drugs have seen continuity across party lines. This persistence indicates a fundamental agreement on certain policy frameworks, despite superficial differences.4. Incrementalism Over Radical Change
Both parties tend to favor incremental reforms over radical changes. While Democrats may push for more progressive policies and Republicans for more conservative ones, both often avoid making significant structural changes that could disrupt the status quo. This can be seen in the handling of healthcare reform, climate change, and social justice issues. Instead of transformative solutions, both parties frequently opt for measures that tweak the existing systems without fundamentally altering them.5. Political Elitism
The leadership of both parties often comes from a narrow, elite segment of society. Career politicians, many of whom come from wealthy backgrounds, dominate the upper echelons of both the Democratic and Republican parties. This creates a political class that is somewhat insulated from the everyday struggles of ordinary Americans. The focus tends to be on maintaining power and privilege rather than addressing the root causes of societal issues.6. Media and Narrative Control
Both parties exert significant influence over mainstream media, shaping public perception and discourse. Media outlets, often aligned with one party or the other, contribute to the polarization by emphasizing partisan perspectives while downplaying the similarities. This controlled narrative keeps the public engaged in the partisan divide, diverting attention from the deeper systemic issues that both parties perpetuate.While the Democrats and Republicans present themselves as distinct and opposing forces, a closer inspection reveals substantial similarities in their operations and objectives. Both parties are entrenched in a system that prioritizes corporate interests, military expenditure, and incremental change over radical transformation. This symbiosis maintains the status quo and often undermines the pursuit of significant social, economic, and political reforms. Understanding these parallels is crucial for those seeking to navigate the complexities of American politics and advocate for genuine change.
2024.05.21 22:39 i-am-lucy-ricardo Landlord Denying (of course)
Is there anything I can do? This is the owners response to the problem I reported upon moving in - in FEBRUARY - I have been trying to get them to do something since and now I finally get this. My response is posted below, but is there anything I can really do? The owner seems to refuse to communicate directly for anything so this is a copied response the office ladies sent me.
The owner of the pest co confirmed that it was definitely a German cockroach, so treatment must be started immediately as when you see one of these insects, there are many more in hiding as they reproduce rapidly. As you know, they are difficult to kill as eggs are imperable to treatment so will need multiple treatments to eradicate the population. We have never had GCRs at Village Townes nor was there any evidence of any insect issue in this property previously or during the turn in January. I was in that unit many times during the turn and never saw a dead or live insect. The tenant must have brought them when moving in, so this is their responsibility to pay for treatment. We can set it up through our pest company though. They can start treatment next week.
My response
Hello, I would like to note this upon the reading the owner's response -
I reported these insects within the two week period stated on the lease, and noticed them very shortly after move-in, within a couple days. German roaches love heat and humidity, and not only is this a warm and humid area, but we are very close to the waterfront. I am not surprised they were not seen, as they come out late at night in the dark. This is most likely how they escaped being noticed previously, whether the previous tenant acquired them or if they have been around longer than that. Unless there were sticky traps in place or someone was inspecting the apartment late at night in the dark, it is unlikely they would have been noticed.
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The owner of the pest co confirmed that it was definitely a German cockroach, so treatment must be started immediately as when you see one of these insects, there are many more in hiding as they reproduce rapidly. As you know, they are difficult to kill as eggs are imperable to treatment so will need multiple treatments to eradicate the population. We have never had GCRs at Village Townes nor was there any evidence of any insect issue in this property previously or during the turn in January. I was in that unit many times during the turn and never saw a dead or live insect. The tenant must have brought them when moving in, so this is their responsibility to pay for treatment. We can set it up through our pest company though. They can start treatment next week.
My response
Hello, I would like to note this upon the reading the owner's response -
I reported these insects within the two week period stated on the lease, and noticed them very shortly after move-in, within a couple days. German roaches love heat and humidity, and not only is this a warm and humid area, but we are very close to the waterfront. I am not surprised they were not seen, as they come out late at night in the dark. This is most likely how they escaped being noticed previously, whether the previous tenant acquired them or if they have been around longer than that. Unless there were sticky traps in place or someone was inspecting the apartment late at night in the dark, it is unlikely they would have been noticed.
2024.05.21 22:29 sloanehoos [US-CA] I just learned the person stated on my lease agreement has been dead for almost a decade
I learned last month that the unit I've been renting since 2019 is fully covered by the Los Angeles Rent Stabilization Ordinance (RSO) and have been elbow deep in any and all information about the RSO for weeks, as my landlord doesn't have any of the RSO notices they're required to post in common areas on the property and has never given me a copy of a valid registration statement, which they're also required to do.
As a result of all the research and reading about the provisions of the RSO I've been doing, I've been doing some digging for more info about the actual property itself, both out of curiosity and also because now I'm obviously feeling even more distrusting of my landlord.
I knew when I moved in that this is a family-owned property that's been in the same family since I think the '20s. The day-to-day manager who lives on the property and who handles everything (repairs, inspections, etc) is a woman in her 30s, sometimes two of her uncles tag in when she's out of town or there are big projects on the property, and the actual owner is her grandfather.
My lease agreement begins with "This Agreement, dated [Date], by and between an individual known as [Grandfather's Name] of [address in another city in California], hereinafter known as the "Landlord", AND [My Name], hereinafter known as the "Tenant", agree to the following."
So, 1. The wording of this lease is very clear that he is an individual, and not like, a trust or a company or some other kind of entity, and 2. When I called the LA Housing Department to get confirmation that my unit/this property is subject to the RSO, the representative said "Yes, and he pays the registration fee every year so he's aware of the RSO status," so again, referring to him as a person/individual and not an entity.
Today though I just learned that this man died in 2015. Every rent cheque I've paid since 2019 has been addressed to him, as is stipulated in my lease. So my lease was/is between me and a man who had already been dead for four years when I signed, I've been paying rent to a dead man, they've been collecting rent on behalf of a dead man, and the property is registered annually with the city by a dead man.
This is like... sketchy as hell, right? Or am I wrong?
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As a result of all the research and reading about the provisions of the RSO I've been doing, I've been doing some digging for more info about the actual property itself, both out of curiosity and also because now I'm obviously feeling even more distrusting of my landlord.
I knew when I moved in that this is a family-owned property that's been in the same family since I think the '20s. The day-to-day manager who lives on the property and who handles everything (repairs, inspections, etc) is a woman in her 30s, sometimes two of her uncles tag in when she's out of town or there are big projects on the property, and the actual owner is her grandfather.
My lease agreement begins with "This Agreement, dated [Date], by and between an individual known as [Grandfather's Name] of [address in another city in California], hereinafter known as the "Landlord", AND [My Name], hereinafter known as the "Tenant", agree to the following."
So, 1. The wording of this lease is very clear that he is an individual, and not like, a trust or a company or some other kind of entity, and 2. When I called the LA Housing Department to get confirmation that my unit/this property is subject to the RSO, the representative said "Yes, and he pays the registration fee every year so he's aware of the RSO status," so again, referring to him as a person/individual and not an entity.
Today though I just learned that this man died in 2015. Every rent cheque I've paid since 2019 has been addressed to him, as is stipulated in my lease. So my lease was/is between me and a man who had already been dead for four years when I signed, I've been paying rent to a dead man, they've been collecting rent on behalf of a dead man, and the property is registered annually with the city by a dead man.
This is like... sketchy as hell, right? Or am I wrong?
2024.05.21 22:26 ChyonEOd Yeah I think I'm done (Another saturn)
 | Second shipment with the same problem but way worse. It's actually causing sensor issues and grabs the skates it's as high as a inverted walmart speedbump. Inspected by LGG my backside for a 120 cad mousepad I expected a little better quality but this new unit has frayed/loose stitching on the side with a hard knot directly where your arm goes... now a slight glance into the box would've been obvious by the "inspector" including the imperfections across the surface which is concerning for it's lifespan. Might be looking for other alternatives if this is gonna be a recurring theme submitted by ChyonEOd to MousepadReview [link] [comments] Quite sad i really liked the surface glide but not when the hump is directly where i put my mouse and swipe across. I'm not oversaturating here you can feel it and it slows your mouse down or causes the sensor to skip. Camera is hard to pick up on since it does not like the color red with terrible focusing but at eye level it is raised like a ditch for mice. What could be causing this QC issue over there? I'm really frustrated as i wanted a nice pad to keep care of for years but starting to lose hope it's almost like these companies that market their products to the pro-scene and gamers have these serious yet "simple" to fix issues while other regular pads on amazon come in flawless condition for tenth of the price am i just getting really unlucky here?. Taking suggestions for other pads to look into. I doubt I'm the only one having these defects They probably just slapped the sticker on there hoping it's alright You can also see the weird patterns and some of the pad surface hairs sticking up |
2024.05.21 21:40 jazzyspork [US-WA] Abandonment or Surrender?
Sorry if this is a silly question, I'm in my early 20s and just a little confused by some legal wording. I'm moving out of my first apartment and gave notice more than 20 days before the end of the lease (end of the current month) but I found out I need to leave earlier than I thought I did to make it to my new job on the other side of the country. On the paperwork I signed there's a small clause at the bottom that says something like "resident acknowledges keys left in unit at time of inspection shall be considered surrender of the premises by both parties" but afterwards it just refers to leaving as "surrender or abandonment" so I'm not really sure what the difference is. I've already paid everything and signed the move out notice paperwork and if I've cleaned and moved everything out before I leave is it considered abandonment to just leave the keys here or give them to the property manager and leave early?
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2024.05.21 21:35 Polyporum Does a vendor have a responsibility to disclose an issue with a chattel item after sale?
Long story short, we've just bought a house. During the final pre purchase inspection, the heat pump was turned on, but not properly checked by us (we dropped the ball, I know)
When we move in, we couldn't turn it on day 1. Day 2 I turned it off and on at the outdoor unit, it worked. Day 3, it came up saying it had a fault.
Talked to the agent, who asked the vendor. Vendor said 4 weeks prior, after the sale date, it wasn't working and he called a technician to fix it. Now a technician says it needs replacing (we haven't been here a week yet). Vendor says it's not his problem because he had it fixed.
We feel we should've been told there was an issue beforehand. Did the vendor have a responsibility to do so?
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When we move in, we couldn't turn it on day 1. Day 2 I turned it off and on at the outdoor unit, it worked. Day 3, it came up saying it had a fault.
Talked to the agent, who asked the vendor. Vendor said 4 weeks prior, after the sale date, it wasn't working and he called a technician to fix it. Now a technician says it needs replacing (we haven't been here a week yet). Vendor says it's not his problem because he had it fixed.
We feel we should've been told there was an issue beforehand. Did the vendor have a responsibility to do so?
2024.05.21 21:03 timloudly Deposit down, discovered mold prior to move-in, told they want to return our deposit. What should I do? (CA)
Hi all,
So my partner and I recently found an apartment that we just absolutely love. Unfortunately, in our inspection of the space (agreed upon in our lease terms), we discovered mold. I raised the issue with the management, and communication has been spotty ever since.
At first, they told one of their employees that they should return the deposit since they didn't know when they could have someone come in and resolve the issue. After this, I did stop by the apartment and noticed they were running a HEPA air scrubber, and cleaned areas where mold seemed present. I was told that I'd be receiving results to a previous air test this week, but haven't gotten it yet.
Since then, they have re-listed the apartment on Zillow even though we are still on the lease (and I assume still responsible for rent).
My partner and I really want to stay, and have made multiple attempts so far to see what the current status of the apartment is and when we can officially begin moving in (our lease term says June 1st), but we have not heard anything back yet.
It's been about a week since we notified them of the issue. We also let them know that we'd be open to temporarily renting out another unit in the building until the unit we signed for in our lease is available.
We are in a tough spot. Our current leases are ending soon, and we technically don't have a place we can move into. The first month's rent is technically also due soon. What can/should I do here?
Would really appreciate your help!
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So my partner and I recently found an apartment that we just absolutely love. Unfortunately, in our inspection of the space (agreed upon in our lease terms), we discovered mold. I raised the issue with the management, and communication has been spotty ever since.
At first, they told one of their employees that they should return the deposit since they didn't know when they could have someone come in and resolve the issue. After this, I did stop by the apartment and noticed they were running a HEPA air scrubber, and cleaned areas where mold seemed present. I was told that I'd be receiving results to a previous air test this week, but haven't gotten it yet.
Since then, they have re-listed the apartment on Zillow even though we are still on the lease (and I assume still responsible for rent).
My partner and I really want to stay, and have made multiple attempts so far to see what the current status of the apartment is and when we can officially begin moving in (our lease term says June 1st), but we have not heard anything back yet.
It's been about a week since we notified them of the issue. We also let them know that we'd be open to temporarily renting out another unit in the building until the unit we signed for in our lease is available.
We are in a tough spot. Our current leases are ending soon, and we technically don't have a place we can move into. The first month's rent is technically also due soon. What can/should I do here?
Would really appreciate your help!
2024.05.21 20:55 timloudly Deposit down, discovered mold before moving in, now they want to return deposit with no clear timeline...
Hi all,
So my partner and I recently found an apartment that we just absolutely love. Unfortunately, in our inspection of the space (agreed upon in our lease terms), we discovered mold. I raised the issue with the management, and communication has been spotty ever since.
At first, they told one of their employees that they should return the deposit since they didn't know when they could have someone come in and resolve the issue. Since then, they have re-listed the apartment on Zillow even though we are still on the lease (and I assume still responsible for rent).
My partner and I really want to stay, and have made multiple attempts so far to see what the current status of the apartment is and when we can officially begin moving in (our lease term says June 1st), but we have not heard anything back yet.
It's been about a week since we notified them of the issue. We also let them know that we'd be open to temporarily renting out another unit in the building until the unit we signed for in our lease is available.
We are in a tough spot. Our current leases are ending soon, and we technically don't have a place we can move into. The first month's rent is technically also due soon. What can/should I do here?
Would really appreciate your help!
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So my partner and I recently found an apartment that we just absolutely love. Unfortunately, in our inspection of the space (agreed upon in our lease terms), we discovered mold. I raised the issue with the management, and communication has been spotty ever since.
At first, they told one of their employees that they should return the deposit since they didn't know when they could have someone come in and resolve the issue. Since then, they have re-listed the apartment on Zillow even though we are still on the lease (and I assume still responsible for rent).
My partner and I really want to stay, and have made multiple attempts so far to see what the current status of the apartment is and when we can officially begin moving in (our lease term says June 1st), but we have not heard anything back yet.
It's been about a week since we notified them of the issue. We also let them know that we'd be open to temporarily renting out another unit in the building until the unit we signed for in our lease is available.
We are in a tough spot. Our current leases are ending soon, and we technically don't have a place we can move into. The first month's rent is technically also due soon. What can/should I do here?
Would really appreciate your help!