Hit Me With Your Best Shot

I haven't had a spontaneous crying fit at work in a long time. But when my landlord told me that he needs two fucking months to find a new tenant for my apartment, I lost it. It's not like I have an option, because I am the one breaking the lease. But I just didn't think they would need that much time. It's not like they can't stay up here and show the apartment rather than go back down to retirement heaven in Florida tomorrow. But what can I say? I want the reference, I want the security deposit. I want to hit something very hard with my fist.