Really?

Ever since I settled into my apartment, things were going great.  I should have known though that moving several states away wouldn't change the pattern my life seems to love throwing at me.  You know what pattern I'm talking about.  The one where it goes, "super great, not good, ok, frustrating, nice, irritating, still irritated, getting more irritated, melt down".  I'm not really sure where I am currently at in the pattern, but I can tell you where it all started. 
My stove wasn't working!  I go to use it for the first time, and it won't turn on.  What started off as a nice relaxing day turned into one of frustration.  Not being able to fix my dinner brought on all the other things that I really do not like about this apartment complex. 1.)  While signing the lease the woman informed us that we probably wouldn't get any of the refundable deposit back because they hire a "professional" cleaning crew to come in and clean the apartment after we move out.  They have to do it.  2.)  While inspecting the apartment before moving all our stuff in guess what we find?  TRASH!  Professional cleaning crew my eye.  They also couldn't hook up the stove apparently.  3.)  The people who live across from me leave their diapers in front of their door which stinks up the entire stair well.  4.)  Some of the people who live here are just straight up crazy.  Crazy enough that we have had several police officers come by to check things out. 
After that, I had the glorious opportunity of having to call and set up our Internet.  The first person who I talked to could not hear very well.  When telling her what city I lived in she asked me, "Oran?  Is that in Afghanistan?!"  I don't know if she was thinking Iran, but even I who failed geography know that Iran is not in Afghanistan, it's another country.  To make a long story short, while talking to her I got disconnected.  Called back, got disconnected again.  Called a third time and was finally able to order my freaking Internet modem.
Yesterday, the modem finally came and it was a glorious day.  The prospect of Netflix and being able to get a better Pinterest connection on my phone kept my spirits lifted throughout the day.  However, while doing an installing thing on the computer, the process froze and then skipped several steps.  Somehow my computer connected wirelessly, but my roommate's wouldn't.  So I got to call the Internet place again today and fix everything.  What basically ended up happening was me calling them several times today trying to get things straightened out. 
I am happy to report though, that my apartment finally has Internet.  I'm currently at the end of my rope and ready to scream into a pillow.
Oh, and boys are stupid.
Amen.