Unregistered
June 1st, 2005, 01:54 AM
For five years, the pool at my condo has been bone-dry but off-limits to wheels of any kind. I joined the Board specifically to reverse this foul anti-board policy. But if your 4th-grade-girls-on-a-sugar-crash debating style continues for one more meeting, I’ll fill the pool with asphalt myself. I've had it. You argued 30 minutes over wattage levels in the stairwells. Fifteen on whether the gardener should come Tuesdays or Thursdays. Do we really need snacks? Maybe if you just decided something instead of analyzing it to death we wouldn’t need further fucking sustenance in the first place. Twenty-three bids on a construction project is plenty. No, we don’t need another deadbolt on the utility closet. Minutes of meetings thirty years past have no relevance whatsofuckingever. And once, just once, could ONE of you show up on time to a Board Meeting? I got shit to do.