“How nice” says I.
“It’s for show” said one of the residents. “There’s people on the property doing an inspection and they want to demonstrate how well they treat us.”
ROFLMAO!
She’s right. There are bigwigs making random unit inspections, to make certain everything is up to code. They won’t be here tomorrow, so it’s a safe bet neither will be the lemon water and coffee.
At one point, while sitting in the Community Room, I began to smell something burning. After making the others aware, I walked around and pinpointed the smell as coming from the coffee pot. Everything looked okay – no loose wires, no fire, just a burning smell, so I said, “It’s probably because the pot hasn’t been used for so long.”
That brought down the house. Everyone was laughing and agreeing.
If bigwigs are here making random inspections, I wondered out loud how they’d react to Bird Man’s apartment – the guy who turned his unit into a giant bird cage, allowing birds to roam and nest and poop freely throughout.
“Oh, they finally were able to get rid of him” said the Seer. “They got him out a couple months ago.”
Color me surprised as they'd been working on him for over two years, with no success.
She went on to say, “They took him to court and he was given a choice – the birds or his unit. He chose the birds. He let those birds put him on the streets cause that’s where he is. A couple of the guys were worried and went looking for him. They found him living in the park.”
“What happened to his birds?” asked I.
“What he could take with him, he did. He has them in cages.”
So, NOW, he puts them in cages, thought I. Never would have been a problem in the first place had he’d kept his birds in cages rather than turn his unit into an aviary.
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