So, the buttmunch landlords at 365 Broadway, Ben and Jody, are of course balking at giving us our deposit back.
Right now they're pretending that we left a desk there, and that I have a cell phone repeater of theirs. Which, I mean, why would it be in my office where I'm paying the electric?
Sigh. The amount of money just isn't worth it. It would be really nice to have non-psychotic landlords one day.