Resident’s/Management Meeting

I wasn’t surprised, showing up for today’s 3:00 Resident’s/Management meeting, to find a notice on the door by the mailbox leading to the offices and Community Room … “Resident’s/Management meeting is cancelled until further notice.”

In fact, I’d predicted the cancellation earlier when, walking to the car on the market parking lot, I spotted a woman I didn’t know by name, but recognized as a tenant, struggling with purchases, appearing to be headed back to the complex.

“It’s too hot to be walking, do you want a ride?” I asked.

She did.

After exchanging names, she asked, “Are you coming to this afternoon’s meeting?”

“Yes”, said I.

“Me too”, said she.

And at precisely the same time, we both added, “If there is one” and laughed our butts off at the synchronicity of saying and knowing activities and events on the calendar have a habit of being cancelled at the last moment.

Others already seated, waiting for the meeting to start, were blindsided by the cancellation inasmuch as the notice had evidently been posted mere seconds before I arrived so that others entering through that door earlier saw no such notice. Also, inasmuch as the cancellation notice was posted on only one of the four doors, those entering by a door other than by the mailbox were also blindsided by the cancellation.

One resident said, “I was rushing to get down here and now it’s cancelled?”

Another announced, “I put my wig back on for this?”

I don’t think anyone will have to worry about rushing or putting their wig back on in future because “Cancelled until further notice” sounds very much like management is over trying to appease disgruntled residents and plan no further such meetings.

Too bad because the grapevine is working overtime and was hoping to get answers from management as to what, if anything, is being done about the mentally challenged guy, living with his parents, who has accosted yet another female resident.

First time was June 3^rd when he approached our dumpster diving resident, shook her, asked “What do you have” and went through her belongings.

Then was the wheelchair bound woman who’d been pushed out of the way on the walkway.

We don’t know if that incident was the same mentally challenged guy but, for sure, he was identified as the perp in this latest incident of walking up to a resident seated in her car, knocking on the window telling her to roll down it down. When she failed to do so, he began banging on the window and kicking the car.

This was a huge deal and hit the grapevine like wildfire, because the resident accosted is Nurse Ratched’s mother.

To ensure her mother’s safety, Nurse Ratched immediately relocated her mom from a downstairs unit to an upstairs. Grapevine wants to know what, if anything is being done to protect the rest of us and protect Mr. Mentally Challenged as well, because eventually he’s going to accost the wrong woman and get himself hurt.

Nothing else planned for the week, except I contacted one of those Take My Junk companies and scheduled Friday morning to remove the microwave and Cardio Glide exercise equipment. Going to cost an arm and a leg, but probably safer than some random guy with a truck from the streets, PennySaver or CraigsList.