Abandoned while surrounded.
Aug. 27th, 2009 11:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serafaeryEdit: Okay, I am much less angry and actually quite relieved to see that they were not just cleaning balconies, but also power-washing the entire side of the building, which of course necessitates the use of the cherry-picker thing. It seems a little excessive but I'm all for keeping buildings in tact by taking care of them instead of just knocking down and rebuilding after they've been neglected. So, yay! It's not nearly as bad as I thought. Good lesson to learn.
Not that it'll ever happen, but if I somehow fall into a ton of money, please never let me move into a fancy condo building.
"The Henry", across the street from my werk, is having balcony cleaning done. This has been going on all week. It involves running the biggest cherry picker I've ever seen - a deafening engine, burning who knows how many gallons of fossil fuel an hour. All. Day. Long. All week. They've closed off one lane of the street, too.
The cherry picker lifts the cleaners ~4-10 stories up so they can hop off and wash the glass balcony railings. Because the prissy rich princesses who live there can't bear to allow cleaners to just walk through their apartments (they have special little booties so their shoes wouldn't touch your thousand dollar persian fucking carpet or whatever the fuck) to clean their fancy fucking balconies. (That I've never seen any of them use, by the way.)
Blatant wastefulness like this repulses me. The waste of resources should be illegal.
Venting is fun! I'm out of energy or I would also inquire as to why I've had to pay over $700 out of pocket for medically necessary procedures while paying a hefty monthly premium for "health insurance" that is supposed to protect me from bankrupting expenses. I'm curious. If they can't cover a standard cancer screening procedure, what would they be willing to pay if something really bad actually happened? My false sense of security over paying insurance in case I get hit by a car or something is steadily eroding with every new bill I recieve.
Not that it'll ever happen, but if I somehow fall into a ton of money, please never let me move into a fancy condo building.
"The Henry", across the street from my werk, is having balcony cleaning done. This has been going on all week. It involves running the biggest cherry picker I've ever seen - a deafening engine, burning who knows how many gallons of fossil fuel an hour. All. Day. Long. All week. They've closed off one lane of the street, too.
The cherry picker lifts the cleaners ~4-10 stories up so they can hop off and wash the glass balcony railings. Because the prissy rich princesses who live there can't bear to allow cleaners to just walk through their apartments (they have special little booties so their shoes wouldn't touch your thousand dollar persian fucking carpet or whatever the fuck) to clean their fancy fucking balconies. (That I've never seen any of them use, by the way.)
Blatant wastefulness like this repulses me. The waste of resources should be illegal.
Venting is fun! I'm out of energy or I would also inquire as to why I've had to pay over $700 out of pocket for medically necessary procedures while paying a hefty monthly premium for "health insurance" that is supposed to protect me from bankrupting expenses. I'm curious. If they can't cover a standard cancer screening procedure, what would they be willing to pay if something really bad actually happened? My false sense of security over paying insurance in case I get hit by a car or something is steadily eroding with every new bill I recieve.
