some of you are already well-acquainted with my friendly, intrusive, talkative, boundary-less building manager. he is a nice man, but amazingly OCD. i would include the little story about the one time mimi borrowed his key to my place and said she would return it by 10am the next morning, and i got 4 messages that night, a visit from him at night, and 4 messages the next morning leading up to 10am (both on my home and cell phones), during which time he said he NEVER should have given her the key because he NEEDS them, and then a follow-up call at 10:05 to let me know that she returned it, so it was okay now and i didn't have to be concerned anymore, but it would take too long).
i received this note on my front door on 3/31/05 (he leaves notes the day before rent is due and whenever your mailbox is too full, in which case he usually also checks it for you and puts it in your apartment for you):
"-- [landlord] came today, he put back the 4 on 104 [because it fell off]. he noticed you have not cashed his refund check of $12 dated 1/9/05 -- please cash it as soon as possible.
-- could you place your rent checks due 4/1/05 [i have 2, because i'm renting an extra parking space] in my mailbox tomorrow morning friday 4/1/05.
-- sunday nite 4/3/05 set your clock ahead 1 hour - daylite savings time."
[building manager name] [building manager apartment number]
the next day i received this message on my answering machine:
"yeah hi connie, this is [building manager] in, uh, [building manager's apartment number], it's saturday night. ahem. yeah, uh the other day when i left a, uh, the, uh, note on your door, i gave you the wrong information regarding the daylight saving time. uh daylight saving time is- is this sunday, um, its uh december 3. no, uh, uh, uh let me start over, is this sunday, uh, ap- april 3, okay, and the, uh, and you have to set your uh- your clocks a- ahead one hour, but you do that on saturday night before you go to bed, not- not sunday night, but saturday night. so right now its april 2, so when you- when you go to bed tonight and you set your clock ahead one hour uh so that uh starting tomorrow on uh april, uh, april 3, that, uh, the, uh, you have the new time there. but um, i thought i'd correct that. because the note i sent- you should set your clock ahead by one hour sunday night, but you should do it on saturday night, before- before sunday. yeah. yeah, okay, thank you."
i, uh, um, am glad, um, he's so thorough, because, ahem, uh, what would you have done, um, uh, without him????
let's grind up some prozac in some iced tea and give it to him!
Posted by: moongrrl at April 5, 2005 10:58 AMmmm... prozacolada.... yum....
Posted by: otto at April 6, 2005 12:12 PMprozacolada... HAHAHA... i literally laughed out loud when i read that. we should go into a business and sell them -- the perfect sleepytime happy drink.
Posted by: rrc at April 6, 2005 02:33 PMOr maybe he just likes you. ;)
Posted by: omlet girl at April 8, 2005 12:32 PM**shudder**
he is very old and baggy. in the months when the pool is heated, he does this weird and incredibly slow crawl stroke around the perimeter of the pool for, like, 45 minutes, in his bathing cap, goggles, tank top, and swim trunks.
that winky face is not something you should use to follow a statement like yours, omlet girl...
Posted by: rrc at April 8, 2005 01:04 PMomlet girl, you are probably correct. he definitely has always seemed to have a special penchant for rrc...and really, how many of those voicemails could he have really left? i think perhaps that is why he is always so flustered in his contact! what makes it worse is, their apartments share a wall...i wonder how many nights he has spent with his ear pressed to it, trying to learn more about her life. and then there is the whole constantly accessing her apartment with his set of keys...every noticed anything "intimate" go missing, rrc?
Posted by: tmr at April 8, 2005 02:07 PMlol. come to think of it, i have been short a few pairs of underwear lately...
now that you put it that way i feel bad for him and will try to be extra loud in the bedroom so he doesn't have to strain his ears too much.
Posted by: rrc at April 8, 2005 03:34 PMapartment managers tend to attact weird ones.
who was the freak that made rrc.com require 9 digit codes to post? gah, how annoying.
Posted by: cb at April 11, 2005 11:56 PM