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msfledermaus...A long while back, (Winter, I think!) I wrote a small bit about some lunatic in my building who apparantly had an issue with the nice blue-and-silver art-deco wallpaper decorating the upper inside of the elevator. He (I'm assuming it's a he but I could be wrong)
kept ripping off any little corners he could, spoiling the wallpaper. then the manager would patch it, and the Elevator Asshole (For so I'd dubbed him) would find another weak point and rip off another corner...
...Well, things have escalated.
About a month ago, when I was coming down with a load of laundry I found a huge piece of the wallpaper torn off and thrown on the floor. I carefully picked it up and took it to the manager's office. (She wasn't in; I slid it in the mail slot with a note.) When I came back up with my now clean laundry another big piece was ripped off. I went back down and put that in the mail slot too.
The next morning, Brian and I noticed that all the wallpaper was gone from the elevator. It had been completely stripped by the management. "Ha!" I chuckled, "That oughta put a cramp in the Wallpaper Asshole's day!!!
But no. It was not to be.
After the elevator was painted the same Pepto-Bismol-Pink the rest of the walls had been, a new manifestation of the Elevator Asshole appeared in all it's glory. Big nasty swipes in the paint with what looked like possibly a key, in large swoops. Paint chips that got larger and larger. The management would paint over the gouges, and the Elevator Asshole would begin again, with an adjoining piece of the wall. Over and over and over. Fueled by whatever heavy stimulant this person was apparently gobbling in massive handfulls, the battle for the wall went on and on.Recently the management plastered over the huge chunk the Elevator Asshole ripped out of the wall. Yesterday morning I saw those desperate key gouges starting again, right in
the middle of the new plaster.
I decided that this guy would not rest until the wall was completely gone and you could see the concrete walls of the elevator shaft. And then he'd start attacking the concrete, too.
Obsession is an ugly, ugly thing...
Ms Eff, your ongoing reporter in the Battle of the Gouged Elevator.
kept ripping off any little corners he could, spoiling the wallpaper. then the manager would patch it, and the Elevator Asshole (For so I'd dubbed him) would find another weak point and rip off another corner...
...Well, things have escalated.
About a month ago, when I was coming down with a load of laundry I found a huge piece of the wallpaper torn off and thrown on the floor. I carefully picked it up and took it to the manager's office. (She wasn't in; I slid it in the mail slot with a note.) When I came back up with my now clean laundry another big piece was ripped off. I went back down and put that in the mail slot too.
The next morning, Brian and I noticed that all the wallpaper was gone from the elevator. It had been completely stripped by the management. "Ha!" I chuckled, "That oughta put a cramp in the Wallpaper Asshole's day!!!
But no. It was not to be.
After the elevator was painted the same Pepto-Bismol-Pink the rest of the walls had been, a new manifestation of the Elevator Asshole appeared in all it's glory. Big nasty swipes in the paint with what looked like possibly a key, in large swoops. Paint chips that got larger and larger. The management would paint over the gouges, and the Elevator Asshole would begin again, with an adjoining piece of the wall. Over and over and over. Fueled by whatever heavy stimulant this person was apparently gobbling in massive handfulls, the battle for the wall went on and on.Recently the management plastered over the huge chunk the Elevator Asshole ripped out of the wall. Yesterday morning I saw those desperate key gouges starting again, right in
the middle of the new plaster.
I decided that this guy would not rest until the wall was completely gone and you could see the concrete walls of the elevator shaft. And then he'd start attacking the concrete, too.
Obsession is an ugly, ugly thing...
Ms Eff, your ongoing reporter in the Battle of the Gouged Elevator.
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Date: 2001-05-23 03:06 pm (UTC)Let's chip in and buy a tiny surveillance camera. Figure out who it is and which apartment they're in, and start clawing on his door until it is gone. Or break into his apartment and gouge his own walls. Or forehead. Or use live feed on the camera and stop the elevator whenever he gets in, until he stops going in there.
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Date: 2001-05-23 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2001-05-24 03:45 am (UTC)The solution to your problem is to remove the plaster in the lift, install a high-voltage wire mesh, then cover with a thin skim of plaster. All users are safe, except the key gouger. Listen out for the screams and watch for the person with one arm hanging limply on leaving the lift.
Elevator, sorry, elevator!
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Date: 2001-05-24 06:57 am (UTC)What a weird thing to be obsessing about, too. The joy of destroying something. He/she probably gets off on the fact that they are creating so much work for the landlords to have to fix, and that the landlords are actually engaging this person by continuing to fix it!
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Date: 2001-05-24 07:06 am (UTC)Ms Eff. Gougin's too good for 'em!!:)
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Date: 2001-05-24 07:07 am (UTC)Love, the Ms, who loves all of us in all our freaky ways.
Ooooh!
Date: 2001-05-24 07:12 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2001-05-24 07:13 am (UTC)Or Rocky and Bullwinkle.
Tune in next week for:
"Elevator Escapades,"
Or
"Have you seen my girl, Methamphetamine?"
Heehee!
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Date: 2001-05-24 07:23 am (UTC)I do think it might not be a bad idea to put in a cam, but it's not that big a building so there might be a budget problem. Otherwise, anybody I see picking at the wallpaper in the
hallways, (It's the same paper they took out of the elevator) I'm gonna smack their hand and drag them to the manager's office like a bad little kid.
Grr, grr...
Ms eff. I'll give 'em a "lift," alright...the Dreaded Power-Wedgie!!!! *Cackles gleefully*