the psycho down the hall's latest stunt

this morning, when i left for work, i noticed a white powder running all along the baseboards of the hallway on my floor. it looked like it might be detergent, and it ran the length of the hall. i thought maybe the carpets were going to be cleaned, and i was in a rush to get to the office, so i figured i'd call the super if the stuff was still there when i got home.

and it was.

so i called.

she came upstairs about five minutes later and knocked on my door.

i opened it, and she was standing there with a dumbstruck look on her face.

"this is sugar," she said in disbelief.

she said she touched it, and that it had the consistency of sugar or salt. there were sections of it that had obviously had water poured or sprinkled over them, because the sugar in those spots had solidified into clumps firmly embedded into the carpet fibres.

and some were sticky because (probably due to the humidity) they hadn't fully dried.

she and i stood in the hallway, looking at the mess and trying to figure out how to clean it up. the sugar still in powder form would be easy to vacuum, but what about those clumps? i tried picking one off but it was stuck on securely. when i said aloud, "who would do something like this?" (knowing full well that it was the psycho who did it), the super motioned towards the psycho's door.

she went back downstairs to have dinner, and i took out a mini broom i have in a bid to get the sugar away from the exterior walls of my apartment and out from in front of my door. some of it came away fine, but a lot of it will be there until it's steam cleaned.

when i went downstairs to let the super know what i'd done (lest she think the psycho had come out to hide evidence), she told me that the psycho is late on her rent and had been given notice yesterday that her rent was due. so maybe that set her off.

either way, the super is PISSED. and so am i.

but i'm also scared, and i don't like that. i don't like not feeling secure in my own home (let's not forget that this is the same psycho who tried to set fire to the building two months ago). i don't like worrying about whether i'm safe, or whether something awful is going to happen to me or my apartment, or whether the psycho is really going to snap one day and take us all out with a shotgun or a flamethrower or heaven knows what.

for now, for the record, some photos of her handiwork:

nice, huh?

i'm considering emailing the photos to the property management office with a subject line like "vandalism in the building." i know the super will contact them tomorrow, but they need to SEE what the psycho did.