Hick is definitely earning his less-than-$300 a month for managing the senior apartments. His duties cut into his Friday afternoon bull-shooting session with his cronies. He got a call from one of the elderlies, who thought she had water leaking into her ceiling. Hick drove over to inspect, and said it looked like it was condensation.
"There was a couple drips coming from a little brown spot on the ceiling over her refrigerator. It wasn't dripping anymore by the time I left. I'll get some kill-spray to put on it and watch it to see if it keeps dripping."
"What is kill spray?"
"It'll get rid of whatever the brown spot is. It won't stop a leak. I'm not sure how to stop condensation, if that's what it is."
"I wondered why I passed you coming home an hour early."
"I just didn't go back after I checked out that lady's ceiling."
Saturday evening, Hick had a phone call from THE POLICE! No, Hick is not a suspect.
"The police asked me if I rented to a guy named [REDACTED]. I said I had a [REDACTED] who would be moving in at the first of the month. They wanted his phone number, but I don't have it. I said it was in my desk in my office, and that I could get it Monday. They said they found his billfold, and my card was in it. So they were trying to find out how to contact him to give back his billfold."
"Wow. He must be in a panic. Did he have his money in it? And all his ID?"
"I don't know what was in it, except for my business card."
I don't know why Hick couldn't go get the info before Monday morning, but it was already after 7:00 on Saturday night. Maybe it's hard to do business with the police on a Sunday, though you wouldn't think they'd have a different weekend schedule for that type of job.
Oh, and the old man who wanted to view an apartment and rent it RIGHT THEN didn't qualify. He didn't meet the income requirements for the Senior Center Apartments policy. In calling around to check on his application, Hick also found out that he's apparently been living all over the eastern part of the state. He had been down in Casino Town before he ended up in the Illinois place. It sounds like he lives somewhere until his time or money runs out, and then moves on to another place. It's sad that has to happen, but the Senior Center is not a shelter, and not a nursing home. Hick has to follow the policy.
I was a bit worried when the Police called, thinking maybe that man was a criminal! I was so relieved when it was just a lost billfold. Sad about the other man, but there's nothing to be done about that if that's how he chooses to live his life.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't hear the conversation, but I bet Hick was worried, too, when the police called! I hope the guy gets his wallet returned before he tries to replace his ID and bank or credit cards. I do feel bad for the other guy, regardless of his choices, because elderly people should not have to worry about a roof over their head. Still, you're right that there's nothing Hick can do about it. The guy seems to have exhausted his options.
DeleteSome folks cannot be helped. Seems like the lore you help, the
ReplyDeletemore they expect. Not everyone, mind you, but enough to make you think twice.
Yes, some people have that tendency.
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