It takes a special kind of person to work in the property
management industry. By special.. I mean
a deranged sadomasochist who gets off on verbal and emotional abuse. That unhelpful and underemphasized cliché of
a phrase “you haven’t lived until you worked as property manager”, (yes we use
that phrase) is just a drop in the ocean of what the job and the act entails on
day to day. When I come home and tell my
husband and friends about the day I had, no one believes me.
Ha! Should I be so lucky to over embellish of the
unfortunate events that occur. I used to
take it personal when someone would yell at me and demand very unreasonable
things. I thought to myself, how can I
overcome these symptoms of the obvious insanity that’s sweeping through the
rental property nation... Join them!
Well not technically. The
overused excuse “I have a mental disability” for every non compliance... well I
developed my own to fight the never ending battle. Sort of… well if I haven’t yet, if I continue
to work here I may go crazy.
I learned to laugh now, which seems like a good thing,
however, it depleted by sympathy bank. I
can’t take anyone serious anymore. I
mean… I can’t. Owe you have ants so you
brought a blow torch to get rid of them?!
Yes, please, very sensible. Owe
you have an emergency leak? Out side you
say? Near the sidewalk? By chance is it near that sprinkler, that’s
on, and creating a puddle? Owe it is?!
Great let me get someone one on that puddle.
Owe you don’t think you should pay your rent because you didn’t get a
brand new apartment when you moved in?!
Are you kidding me? I am not even
sure how to respond to that.
Alkaudgohagnad. Like that?! Yes like that. Since you are not making any sense, why
should I?
So I think memorializing these precious moments will allow
anyone who sees’s this post and is in a similar industry smile a bit, or at the
very least it will give cops a heads up on what transpired before I killed
myself. Just kidding. =)
So the last few days have been comical and were the straw
that tipped my sanity over to the other side.
-Jewels
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