The Answer

Except for the time I put the former Complex Manager, Nurse Ratched, on the hot seat for not handling the termite situation a few years back and, more recently, Head Maintenance Guy on blast about the slow A/C repair and portable pickups, I haven’t spoken up in the Residents/Management meeting. I just listen, observe, report back on this blog.

Yesterday, I raised my hand and spoke about something observed Wednesday afternoon.

Sitting on the couch, I looked over and, through the patio widow, spied a feeble old guy trying to walk a pit bull.

A pit bull, on this property where we have so many small dogs? thought I.

Feeble old guy was tripping and stumbling obviously unable to control the pit.

Who’s walking who, thought I.

Because of the breed, and inasmuch as the dog couldn’t be controlled, it seemed to me a foregone conclusion it would eventually attack other dogs, so I planned to bring that up in the meeting.

Apologies if you’re a lover of pit bulls, but I know what I know, so don’t try to sway my opinion -- the breed is dangerous.

Wouldn’t you know, just before the meeting began, a resident I’d never seen before, rushed in, sat next to me. Shaking, trembling, out of breath, almost in tears, she said a pit-bull had just tried to attack her. She’d had to run to escape.

I brought it up -- both what I’d observed and what the resident had just told me.

Complex Manager said something is already being done about the pit, but can’t divulge what that something is.

Hmmmmm.

Casino Lady did indeed inform Community Manager that the police department said management could, with consent, post photos of the pervert encountered day after Thanksgiving. Community Manager looked really uncomfortable. She hemmed, hawed, squirmed, obviously trying to think of how to respond without saying too much.

I know that look because I once worked for a politician, which is where I learned to dislike/distrust politics/politicians. He’d hold press conferences, go on the news, make himself look good for votes by telling the public to contact him for this that the other, but then it was the job of us girls in the office to not let any of those calls through, and we had to be careful not to say too much, to blow off the public in a way that would not say our refusing to put them through was on his orders.

Ultimately, Complex Manager found a way to say it without saying too much -- “No. I can’t do that. It might cause a problem”.

Which meant she’d been ordered to take the heat for Corporate’s decision that to do so would make them liable -- the pervert would have cause to sue.

Casino Lady countered with the obvious, that it will cause an even bigger problem if someone eventually gets hurt.

True that!

I guess Corporate will have to learn the hard way.

In the interim, we’ve been advised to be watchful, on guard.

No sh*t, because you know how it is that when one little ant finds a way to creep into your space, it leaves a trail and, before you know it, more ants follow? Well, it seems perverts leave a trail as well, because another resident I’d not seen before -- we have a lot of new people, reported sitting in her unit one night and seeing a naked man outside her patio window. 

A completely naked man on a cold night.

She said he waved at her and, once assured he had her attention, began dancing around, arms in the air, his stuff dangling away.

I’m upstairs, rarely go out at night and inasmuch as I close my blinds as soon as the sun goes down, not likely to be the recipient of such a show.

The resident reporting the incident lives in a ground floor unit.

The description she gave, of the guy being skinny, didn’t match description of the other, so it looks like we’ve two creeping off/on around our complex.

Living here since 2012, I’ve seen and experienced plenty, but these perverts ants are a first.

I'm fairly certain owners of the pit bull will be forced to relocate if they don't rehome the dog, but don’t think anyone will be inclined to move over these other incidents, because no place is completely incident free. Precautions have to be taken everywhere one goes nowadays so, true it is, we’ll all have to be watchful, on guard and, in my case, remain paranoidly prepared.