The maintenance guy pounded on my door this morning like some cop, scaring the piss out of me especially since I wasn't told he was even going to be here. he did some work on my stove and left without fixing the bathroom door, saying he would be back tomorrow but not bothering to tell me what time. I asked. he said he didn't know. What I object to is the utter lack of regard for my privacy. I hate to think about him showing up while I'm showering or shitting or what have you. I did at least have a very nice lunch, Chinese food and some lemon cheesecake for dessert. Brought roomie back a berry tart from the same bakery I got the cheesecake at.