lastcivilizedwoman

that’s just the way it goes…

November 13, 2017
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There’s a theme here..either I’m a pain in the ass or people here in STL lie alot…to themselves or each other, especially when it’s about someone or something they don’t have a clue about.

20 years ago, I moved into a very beautiful building into a very unique condo apartment.  Unfortunately, it was full of very ugly people, who did everything they could think of to make me pack up and leave. Instead, i stayed for 10 years, long enough for my beautiful little black dog  to pass away and long enough to make an embezzler leave town. I believe this guy was stealing the condo association’s money to support himself because he couldn’t find a job as a graphic designer. I also believe he stole money from the city for the same reason. Of course, I can’t prove any of this! Anyway, to make a long story short, I stayed and it didn’t matter what they did, I was going to stay.

Let’s fast forward to 2016. My then landlord wasn’t interested in maintaining the apartment I was living in and on top of that, he moved his girlfriend in and since she was jealous of me and had a nasty habit of dropping stuff on the floor over my bedroom late at night, after 6 years and one job loss, it was time for me to move. 2 months after she camped her fat ass upstairs, I was gone.

November 2016, I moved into a beautiful historical landmark building, that once again, is full of ugly people. Don’t get me wrong, the building is beautifully rendered, inside and out, renovated from the walls in with about 200 unique apartments holding a varied group of people, across all socio-economic backgrounds. Unfortunately, for me, the person to the east of me, seems to enjoy dragging something across the floor at irregular intervals, creating disruptive, screeching sounds at all hours of the day and night.  One Friday night, this jerkweed spent an entire evening dragging shit across the floor. Most “normal” people probably would have gotten bored after a couple of hours. Not this mental defective.  I discovered that this person is able to do this because the floors are connected under the walls so any sound produced on the floor transfers to the next apartment.

The other odd thing, I seem to be the only person complaining about the noise to management. Because of this, there has been no action taken. Emails ignored, calls to security unanswered and the sound, like nails on a chalkboard, continues unabated.

I wouldn’t recommend any one coming to live in this historical building across from the 8th and Pine metrolink station in St. Louis, MO for this very reason. They’ll make you pay outrageous rent, bug the shit out of you if you don’t pay on time and ignore any requests for help until it suits them to respond, which is never.

What’s left for me to do? I had considered knocking on the next door, but, considering that it’s obvious this person is creating the racket on purpose, what’s the point? I’m actually opting for total public humiliation by confronting the dragger, just to embarrass him or her (likely a her) completely and utterly.

My perception of the management people is that because they don’t live here and the security team can’t afford to live here, complaints about the racket or anything else has very little meaning to them, other than collecting the rent and pretending to present something to the public at large that is essentially NOT TRUE.

At first, I thought the noise was coming from the top floor community room, (which the tenants can’t reserve, but management can for their events, whenever they feel like it and then charge tenants to attend). I figured the racket out early one Saturday morning (1:45 am)  when I was up watching a movie and all of a sudden, the screech. Put my ear to the wall, and there it was.

The next weekend, it was party central with more dragging along with yelling, thumping and some loud music. This time, I called security (who didn’t answer) and left a message asking that they come up and ask 18XX to shut the party down. Less than a minute later, blissful silence. Which makes me wonder if the guard wasn’t in there partying with them.

It’s the beginning of a new week, and once more into the noisy breach. as I did in my other condo, I’m not leaving until I’m ready to go, not because they may be trying to harass me out.

Some vague attempt by the management team to get me to abandon my lease so they can put someone else in my apartment.

I’m still going to opt for total and complete public humiliation. I’m lying in wait for my chance to embarrass the hell out of everybody.

Crazy lady signing off…

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up to no good

June 18, 2012
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Some people are made of plastic,
You know some people are made of wood.
Some people have hearts of stone,
Some people are up to no good.

Some people are made of lies
To bring you down
And shame your name.

Life is about making choices. Some choices we make are actually good for us, even though at the time we make them, it may not seem like it. Later down the road, we look back and realize even though that certain choice hurt, it may very well have been the catalyst to a better life, a better environment, a better happiness.

My topic is the choices we make when we choose a life mate, best friend, our keeper of secrets, etc.

Think of it this way, if you choose someone because they look good next to you, not because of how they treat you, care for you, or help you when your back is up against the wall, then you’re probably going to get an ass-kicking you deserve from that very person.

If you choose someone because of how they look, that really makes you shallow. The best thing you could ever do for yourself is find out how that person will behave with you when you are sick, broke, unemployed, depressed, or just plain down on your ass. Do they come by and just sit and talk with you, while watching TV? Do they offer to do something nice for you just because? Will they pick up the phone at random and just ask you how you are doing? Think about it this way, if you were out of a job, would they still be there, encouraging you to keep on keeping on?

Oh, it’s all fun and games while every body’s flush and pockets are bulging, we can spend money and lavish gifts with the best of them. But what about when your pockets are empty and you’re barely making it from one paycheck to the next? Is it all of a sudden, you can’t get them on the phone, or, you call them up because you’ve found something free and fun to do on Wednesday afternoon, they’re no where to be found? What about that time you had this great movie you rented for $1 and you invited them over to watch it with some popcorn and Kool-Aid and they told you they were going to a happy hour and then next thing you know, they’re back in your face, regaling you with stories of how fine the bartender was that night (didn’t dawn on them that maybe you’d like to have gone too)?

You know that old saying “looks can be deceiving” is a true statement on the state of human relations in the 21st century. You pick someone because they look good and you wind up with someone who’s more trouble than they’re worth. Narcissistic, selfish, mean-spirited, stingy, inconsiderate—but boy are they CUTE! Bullshit!

So does this mean you’ll date someone because they look good, or has a big penis, or tiny vagina, or “good” hair or blue eyes or hazel eyes or tall or muscular, and treat you like shit?

Or would you take the time to get to know someone, that someone who just might turn out to the best thing for you since sliced bread? Especially when it comes down to how you treat each other? Respecting one another’s opinion, allowing that person to be themselves, warts and all? Seeking constantly to find things you can share with each other? Finding out what makes the other person happy and doing that just because you know it makes that person happy? Or better yet, knowing when to shut up and just let them be?

One thing I’ve discovered, when we are young, we want to be right all the time, no matter the consequences. Well I’m here to tell you, knock that shit off! If you are lucky enough to make it out of your forties and you’ve been paying attention, you’ll discover it’s not important to be right all the time. What you start looking for is some mutual respect among your peers, friends and lovers and if you don’t find it, within a certain period of time, then you will move on. It’s not necessary to be right, it is, however, necessary to be treated well, especially when you look back at where you’ve been and what you put up with when your biological clocks were running and your body was following along willingly.

Try it this way, apply these principles at 20, not at 40 and the right person may turn up on your doorstep sooner than you think.

I keeping remembering being a little girl and reading those stupid fairy tales and watching those even dumber romance movies, where boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl in the end (barf time`) and there are thousands of women just like me who grew up with that shit and still believe it to this day! There ain’t no such thing as a happy ending in a fairytale. Women aren’t taught how to stand on their own two feet and be self-sufficient, we all grow up believing some guy is going to come along making 6-figures, buy us a 2-story house, a BMW, give us 2.5 children, put them through college, take a vacation in Europe every other year and then oblige us by dropping dead with the house paid off, the kids out of college and a million dollars in the bank, free and clear.

That’s a lot of burden to put on one human being. Why weren’t we taught to be self-sufficient, put our own money in the bank and buy our own BMW, 2-story house and skip the babies all together? Or better yet, help the man with getting all this stuff?!?!? What’s wrong with sharing the burdens and working toward the goals together???

But baby, I’m for real
I’m as real as real can get

If what you’re looking for
Is real loving
Then what you see
Is what you get!

(If you haven’t heard these song lyrics before, check out a 70s group called “The Dramatics”) on YOUTUBE  OR copy and paste in your browser: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GG-hD81o6Rs (no copyright infringement intended).