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TIFU letting my dad proofread my maintenance email - now I'm in a landlord cold war

This happened today and I'm still cringing.

I just moved into a new apartment in the suburbs after living at home for a bit. My dad is very old-school and protective - he has strong opinions about contracts, landlords, and anyone who might try to "take advantage" me. I try to keep boundaries, but the landlord had been slow to fix a couple of things from the move-in checklist, so I was nervous.

This morning I wrote a short, polite email asking about two small repairs and confirming the date they would enter to do them. I wanted it calm and clear. My dad offered to proofread, and against my better judgment I let him.

He didn't proofread. He rewrote it like a legal brief: a list of "documented deficiencies," references to "statutory obligations," and a line about "pursuing remedies" if it wasn't fixed within a specific timeline. It sounded like I'd already hired a lawyer.

I softened a few lines, but kept more of his edits than I should have-he was hovering and insisting it was "standard." Then I hit send.

About 20 minutes later the landlord called, annoyed, asking why I was threatening them and whether I planned to break the lease. I tried to explain I was just asking for repairs, but the email had already set the tone.

Now they're coming tomorrow to inspect everything, the property manager is copied on the thread, and I got a follow-up saying all communication needs to be in writing. Great - exactly what I wanted for week one: a cold war with the person who controls my housing.

To make it worse, my dad thinks he did me a favor and keeps saying, "See, they're taking you seriously now." Meanwhile I'm the one who has to live here.

TL;DR: Let my dad "proofread" my maintenance email. He turned it into a semi-legal threat, I sent it, and now everything is tense and overly formal.

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