Time for a Rant

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If you know me, and many of you do, I don't rant very often. However, there was enough happening this week to make my blood boil. It happened on Wednesday morning. People were later than usual getting down to the exercise class, for a good reason. Some of them received a letter on their door, and the person posted the letter in the elevator and other key places. I took the stairs, so I didn't see the letter. However, that didn't stop someone from accusing me of writing it. Guilty by association. No one knows who wrote the letter because the coward didn't sign their name on it. But everyone had plenty to say about it. The person who accused me of writing it said it was well written, so because I'm an author, she thought it was me. Also, the person who wrote it said in the letter they lived there for about two years. I'll be here for two years in September. I did not write the letter. No one knows who wrote it. So, what was the letter about? It accused the management of neglecting building 500, where I live, and better maintaining building 400. There are four buildings in this complex. One building is a group of townhouses. We have ONE maintenance person for all three buildings. We have ONE cleaning woman for all three buildings. It isn't fair to accuse the cleaning woman of neglecting our building when there are two other buildings, she is responsible for. What management needs to do is hire more help. I don't see that happening. I first saw the letter on Wednesday night. The coward who wrote it had the gall to intimate that everyone in building 500 felt as she did. That is not true. Though the things she said bore a nugget of truth, no one I talked to agreed with the coward that we all felt the same about living here. Yesterday, during Canasta, the office receptionist came into the community room to check it out. We gave her an earful of what we thought about the letter. What I can say about the letter's effect on the office is that even though they threw the letter away because the coward didn't sign it, things are getting done here. I would never write a letter like the one someone accused me of writing. For that person to think I did makes my blood boil. If the person doesn't like it here, they can move. I also found out that the birthday list I fixed and handed out to people at the potluck was against policy. I didn't know that. Someone complained to the office about the birthday list. I was upset about that too, but they're justified as it has something to do with privacy. Okay, that's my rant for this year. It was a 'wonderful' way to start my birthday. I didn't let it spoil my day, though. I made certain of that. Yet, you know as I'm writing this, that I'm still upset by it. What's your rant? Thanks for reading. The image belongs to me. The clouds were amazing last night.