To my astonishment we have lived in the Highrise for about 13 years, far longer than we have any lived anywhere. I plan to stay here, but Household Management would like a nice townhouse with a yard, a little garden and a pet, rather like our house we sold in Balaclava. The Highrise could almost be certified as a self care nursing home, somewhere where you can live without bother if you are in a wheelchair. The Highrise is very friendly to the lesser abled. I ain't planning to leave.
We get along with our neighbours in our building, mostly because we have little to do with them beyond a 20 second chat in the lift and our soundproofing is good. Some people you enjoy seeing in the lift. With some people you follow their lead and keep your eyes down. Because we were once on the body corporate committee of our building we do know the right people in the building, the permanent long term owners who care about where we all live, our home.
This scenario did not happen, but R and I could have be sitting on our balcony taking in some fresh air, both with our mobiles in hand. There was an easterly wind, and onto our balcony came a flood of water saturating us, ruining our phones, and with balcony door open, wetting our carpet with a mixture of water, debris and potting mix. What did happen when we weren't sitting on the balcony and the door was not open was a flood of water cascaded down onto our balcony and driven in by the wind, a mixture of water, potting mix and debris was all over our balcony.
This in not a good neighbourly thing to do. There has been a annual change of tenants above so I was well aware of who I might have been dealing with when I walked up the stairs to point out the error of their ways. Yet, I was not prepared well enough as I don't know how to converse in corporate speak. Instead of an apology, won't happen again mate, I was confronted by a bearded 30 year old hipster who challenged me strongly. I declined his invitation to come in and sit down and discuss the problem. When he mentioned that his balcony needed washing, I suggested he use a mop like we do, he said, well there would be still water. It was clearly pointless arguing with him, so I left with my last words being, I am just asking you to not do that again. I was prepared to take it further and having him breaching building rules by the renting company and I knew there was a clause in the body corporate rules about such a matter involving balconies. It has not happened again, so there has been no need to take it further.
No doubt I sound like a grumpy old man, but the prospect of us being doused in water from overhead, ruining our phones and spoiling our carpet is not something I take lightly. Had he have just said sorry mate, didn't realise, all would have been fine. Now I have real set against smart mouthed corporate type hipsters. With such arrogance I say, how could he speak to me so arrogantly. Doesn't he realise how long I have lived here. Doesn't he realised I know influential people in the building. Doesn't he realise I know the body corp rules. Doesn't he realise how old I am and he should show me some respect. Such stupid self aggrandising thoughts came to me because I was very angry.
This was to be about two neighbours, the good and the bad. I've done the bad and it is quite long enough. The good neighbour will be part 2.