To the Powers That Be

To whom it may concern:

I am quite tired of getting the rug pulled out from under me every time I feel as though I am getting a grip on things. Enough. I get it, yes? So perhaps the next time I sign a lease, those who said they'd live with me will stay. Or perhaps my job won't be in jeopardy. And on. And on. I do apologize for what must seem like endless pleas for stability- perhaps I've overwhelmed you. In any case, new roommates would be appreciated.

Best regards,

Me