On target to complete the Wind at His Back needlepoint project this afternoon, I thought I’d head out to the craft store, before the termite swarm began to swarm, for a Mounting Board and four floss colors the store had been out of when last there, so I could start my new project right away.
Before heading out at 10:00, I first checked the patio widow
area for signs of termites. Seeing none, I figured I’d be good on termite watch
long enough to run other errands while out as well, like Sprouts, gas,
Everywhere I went, there were lines -- prompting me to think to
myself “There are just too many people in
the world”. Also prompting me to skip the gas line, because the craft store
only had two of my colors, which meant it was on to the next craft store, miles
away, for the other two.
By the time I ran everything down, which included a futile trip
to yet a third craft store, for a last missing color, it was getting late and I
had begun to panic I’d been away from termite watch too long.
Borderline speeding down the freeway, fearful of what I’d find back
at the unit, I was relieved to arrive and find nothing.
There have been so few swarming last few days that I’m beginning
to think this thing has dragged on so long that swarm season is at an end.
As I went back down and began to unload the car, I was thinking
to myself, “What would you say if someone
asked for a recommendation as to whether this is a good place to live?”
I often do that – run whole scenarios in my head … just in case.
The answer I thought to give, when and if asked, was “Depends on what you’re willing to live
Interesting I had that thought because, once settled inside, I
researched a senior apartment I’d seen while I was out. It’s a fairly new
complex – I saw it go up a little over two years ago, near a huge shopping mall.
It’s a bit upscale, leases for more than I pay now because of location and
amenities, but is doable if I tighten up the budget.
After reading the reviews, upscale doesn’t sound like such a
Review No. 1: “This place is a joke. They make tenants feel like they are
children (not all over 55 are senile) it's actually quite insulting! Management
is fake they present professionalism but lack it. #1 The "Assistant
Manager" Ugly is what I'll call her! She thinks she's something. She's
nothing typical lousy management that wishes she was something more. Not on top
of her paperwork or numbers putting notices on doors for HER/OFFICE mistakes. I
recall her saying she can't discuss my father's rental anything, but also
called ME when there was an issue regarding it? Strange but when she doesn't
want to discuss she can't?? Ridiculous. If I owned this building I'd definitely
get rid of her. She's a definite liability. They harass their tenants. I can
only imagine how they treat the elderly that are actually senile. I won't allow
my father to be disrupted over lousy management that thinks he's just some old
guy that lives there . REMEMBER YOU WORK FOR HIM. HE CAN LIVE ANYWHERE HE
WANTS. HIS RENT MONEY PAYS FOR YOUR PAYCHECK! DON'T GET IT TWISTED. START
TREATING YOUR TENANTS WITH CONSIDERATION. WITHOUT THEM YOU DON'T HAVE A JOB!”
Review No. 2: “Had to move out within a month after moving into due to a BED
BUG infestation without any help from the worthless management, deposit money,
moving cost twice, dry cleaning and my own washing everything I owned. They put
on a great show when you’re a possible new tenant but once move in they treat
you like you’re a child. This place needs new management and to inform its new
tenants of this infestation and what they’re doing to control it. I spoke with
other tenants prior to moving and they had no idea what was going on even after
seeing Hugh heaters being rolled in and out of various units. DON'T MOVE THERE
YOU WILL BE SORRY.”
Termites don’t sound so hideous now, and bad management in senior communities
seems to be an epidemic ... something that should be looked at and regulated.
One other item of note … as I was bringing up bottled water from
the car, I was approached by The Baker and asked if I recognized the woman with
I did not.
The Baker then asked if the upstairs unit across from me had
been recently rented.
It had not – been vacant since December.
Did I see anyone moving into ANY upstairs unit in the last week.
I did not.
She was asking because the woman with her had just moved in a
week ago, and was wandering around because she couldn’t remember where her unit
was – only that it was upstairs. The Baker was taking her around
building-by-building trying to help her find where she lives.
Can you imagine?
The woman didn’t look that old, but she did look confused.
"Do you have anyone we can call?"
"Do you have a car?"
“Do you have anything in the car we can use to identify
“Where is it parked, because it would be parked in the area
where you live?”
Never got a straight answer to that …. She just seemed more
No point calling the emergency management line for information so The Baker said she'd just continue taking her around until she recognized her unit or someone recognized her.
We look out for and take care of each other here -- whether we
know you or not. Poor management is what we’re willing to live with.