RETURN TO 4100
It has been awhile since I wrote anything on 4100 and to be honest I really don’t know where to pick up from. At one point I entitled this “WAREHOUSE 4100” but some of my readers took umbrage at that term saying it was an insult. With that criticism I change the title to “4100” and shortly after stopped writing about my domicile. Well I’m back.
Since I last wrote we have had some folks move out to live with family and some to homes where they provide long term care. Of course a few have moved on to the great unknown. Thankfully not many. A few have moved in so everything balances out. We have had a new Property Manager, now we don’t have one at all. We do have a new Superintendent, young fell in his forties. In terms of maintenance some areas of the building are in rough shape. Paint blistering on the walls due to water leaks. In some instances, both the paint and the drywall have fallen off. One tenant got so fed up looking at a damaged wall in the lobby she went out and purchased the necessary supplies and fixed it herself. The only thing the Housing Corp. did was give her the paint. She did a damn good job. One sour note was that when the head of the Housing Corp. maintenance came and looked at the repaired wall he said “What do you need us for”. Typical bureaucrat.
A few of us still make our daily pilgrimage to the lobby to sit and talk and crack jokes at each others expense. We do this to alleviate the boredom of staring at the four walls of our apartments. Of course boredom grows as winter is upon us and at the end of December and the start of January it was bitter cold. In fact, some parts of the country were colder than both the North and South Poles and also the planet Mars. That’s a might chilly. Both Toronto and Hamilton harbours froze over which hasn’t happened in years. It was somewhat reminiscent of when I was a kid in the late 40s and early 50s.
The weekly food bank that is held every Friday in the building has improved a smidgen since I last wrote but then anything would be an improvement. There is some sort of virus working its’ way through the building and even though my neighbour J and myself had the flu shot we both contracted it at the same time and it took both of us eleven days to get over it. It was reported on the news that this years’ flu vaccine is only ten percent effective and I can vouch for that statement.
It is Robbie Burns day on the twentieth and a few of the ladies are going to a Robbie Burns Day dinner and dance. Speaking of Burns, he might have been a great Scottish Poet but he was a despicable specimen of a man. I won’t go into great detail but suffice it to say he was a drunkard and a fornicator. He was the definition of a Rake.
It is a new year and we shall see how things change and improve around here. According to what has been said by Housing staff members there is supposedly big changes coming. I personally will believe that when I see it.