My Neighbors Are Third Graders

When the resident manager of my apartment building has something she needs to communicate to everyone, she posts a notice in the elevator.

Usually, it gets defaced after a couple of days, usually by people who are displeased by its decree, and those who disagree with them (“How many fucking times do you have to turn the water off during the day?!” “Until the leak is fixed, moron”).

That’s people blowing off steam about things they don’t like, so I at least sort of understand that. There’s certainly more productive ways to express your displeasure, but I understand expressing it for all to see.

But it’s gotten ridiculous with the resident manager’s most recent posting. Here’s how it started out looking:

[Super] has a new cell phone!
If you need to reach him, call [number].

Thank you!

Totally innocuous, nothing to piss anyone off. I think it went up Friday.

Last night, it looked like this:

[Super] has a new cell phone!
If you need to reach him, call [number].
For a good time^
Thank you!

Juvenile, and probably a hint that we’d all been staring at that sign too long. But then, someone had to get all offended sometime today:

[Super] has a new cell phone!
If you need to reach him, call [number].
For a good time^ <–ASSHOLE!
Thank you!

I mean really, the “for a good time” was scratched through so thoroughly I’m surprised it didn’t damage the elevator.

How unstable do you have to be to fly off the handle at something that fucking stupid? Urge to move…rising…

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