The story of the bad landlord.

 Last night I had a dream I moved into a really cheap apartment. 

The place was a mess and I was going to rehab it. It turns out there was a door in the back that went into a locker where there were supplies for boating, like paddles and life jackets. 

My landlord was a jerk and while I was at work, she gave a key to the place to some druggies who ransacked the place looking for things to steal. 

Luckily I hadn’t moved in yet so there wasn’t anything of value in the place. They also used the back room to do drugs and I tried to chase them out. I hadn’t even lived there a day but I couldn’t get a refund on the place.