So I went to the building today against my will and actually, my better judgement. I know the sheriffs in the next town are always conducting check points, and that makes me nervous - for various reasons. They stopped me last week at one of their check points and I showed my ID. Yeap. My ID. This particular sheriff was so kind, I skated right on through, on thin ice.
Anyway, I made it to the building and this new manager was supposed to have all the tenants complete their recertifications with signatures; on individually stacked paperwork. I went there today to help him file all that paperwork, but when I got there, the pile of 76 recertifications I left him on Tuesday were still on the floor in the office. I asked did he get ANY signatures, he said no. I'm thinking, what the hell? We have an inspection on Tuesday and he did not get ONE signature. He said he will try to get "a few" on Monday, the holiday. I was listening to him wiggle his way out the importance of this task, thinking: we're going to fail the inspection. As he was babbling on and on for an hour and a half, I was trying to decide if I should call the owner. I decided not to involve him on Saturday.
I went to my friend Robert's house. Robert is an award-winning sound engineer, who is semi-retired. I had a glass of wine and we went to dinner, along with our other friend Bob, who is also a sound engineer. It was a nice dinner with nice conversation - as always. What this new manager failed to do is on him, not me. I want HIM to tell the owner on Tuesday that he didn't do his job.
These managers they keep hiring don't understand the importance of their duties or maintaining a HUD contract. Failing this inspection means the contract is compromised. A compromised contract means two things:
1. No HUD money, so the building shuts down
2. You're out of a job, Buddy.
They just don't get it!!!!!!
