A few pictures from the top of a roof that I was not on top of:
View of 8th Ave north from the Forbidden Rooftop:
Building across the street from us:
Across the street:
Showing posts with label forbidden rooftop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label forbidden rooftop. Show all posts
Monday, August 4, 2008
The Forbidden Rooftop
So, Sofia had a party up there, according to V, and "all those dumb girls wore high heels! poke! poke! poke!" Bitches ruined the roof. So now we suffer. Peaking out the roof door to the right you see the glass porch sliding door to the top floor apartment which directly access the roof, like our door. I wonder, if no one is allowed on the roof, why are there all kinds of other potted plans, lawn chairs and coolers on the opposite side of where our door opens? Not that I saw those things, seeing as I'm not allowed on the roof and all. Ahem.
A few pictures from the top of a roof that I was not on top of:
View of 8th Ave north from the Forbidden Rooftop:
Building across the street from us:
Across the street:
A few pictures from the top of a roof that I was not on top of:
View of 8th Ave north from the Forbidden Rooftop:
Building across the street from us:
Across the street:
Saturday, August 2, 2008
the big V
V is our super. I had to contact V on my second day, after interviewing at the temp agency. We needed to have our stove and fridge delivered. When we looked at the apartment Frankie Baby told us they would be replacing the fridge and possibly the stove. Weeks later they still hadn't done so and they asked us to purchase the appliances and take it out of rent.
V needed to install said appliances. He's an interesting man. Won't look you in the eye. "I don't trust people who look you in the eye." Also, don't expect him to shake hands with you at a doorway entrance, if you are in one room and he is in another. "Bad luck." I knew we were going to have to watch ourselves around him on the day the stove was delivered and he started calling the delivery guys a bunch of assholes. He also insisted that Sofia, who lived here before us, was evicted for "not recycling." Sounds a bit extreme if you ask me. Not that I can blame the guy for trying to instill fear in us regarding the recycling. The sanitation department comes around on each trash day and actually bangs garbage around to listen for clinking bottles in trash bags and then fines that building for not recycling. It's like parking tickets really. The city must make heaps of money doing this. V's agreement with the management company is that HE has to pay for those fines.
The other thing he's been adamant about is the Forbidden Rooftop. NO ONE is allowed on the rooftop. Sofia also was evicted for having a party up there. Or so he says. I'm learning that you have to take everything he says with a grain of salt.
V needed to install said appliances. He's an interesting man. Won't look you in the eye. "I don't trust people who look you in the eye." Also, don't expect him to shake hands with you at a doorway entrance, if you are in one room and he is in another. "Bad luck." I knew we were going to have to watch ourselves around him on the day the stove was delivered and he started calling the delivery guys a bunch of assholes. He also insisted that Sofia, who lived here before us, was evicted for "not recycling." Sounds a bit extreme if you ask me. Not that I can blame the guy for trying to instill fear in us regarding the recycling. The sanitation department comes around on each trash day and actually bangs garbage around to listen for clinking bottles in trash bags and then fines that building for not recycling. It's like parking tickets really. The city must make heaps of money doing this. V's agreement with the management company is that HE has to pay for those fines.
The other thing he's been adamant about is the Forbidden Rooftop. NO ONE is allowed on the rooftop. Sofia also was evicted for having a party up there. Or so he says. I'm learning that you have to take everything he says with a grain of salt.
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