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| My first strata council meeting |
| 09.29.04 (1:35 pm) [edit] |
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Last night I went to the meeting. All the owners of the condos in my buildling and the two other neighbouring ones were told to attend this meeting. I'm not sure what percentage made it, but there were enough people for quorum. I was exhausted from the night before. Anyway, we went through a few issues. There was one attendee who was very ...I don't know what the word is. Every time he asked a question, he was very aggressive in his tone and the words he chose to use. I guess it's good to have one of those people if you want answers. Then there was this really bitchy lady on the council. I think she was the one who returned my call since my keyless entry isn't working with my remote right now. The message in regards to my issue was "how can we help you if you don't answer your phone?" I guess the biggest issue was amendments to the budget. Of course our fees will go up slightly. We were to vote whether we wanted these amendments made. We pretty much had to vote yes (even though I did not) because some costs eventually must be paid. There were a couple of hotties at the meeting. And it was hard to hear at times. The guy leading the meeting would be talking, and people behind and in front of me would be talking amongst themselves, mostly in mandarin. I was tempted to ask the council to have more English signage in the building...or at least for everything that was in Chinese. There were a couple of notices taped in the elevator about the meeting. They were in Chinese. As a courtesy, I think they should have had them in English, too. I mean, if it was a reminder...then why not? And then there were some recycling brochures by the mailboxes. They were about how to sort your stuff properly. And those pamphlets were all in Chinese, and there were no English ones sitting around. By the time I got home from the meeting and grocery shopping, it was almost 9:30. I was going to finish off some laundry, do some dishes, and finally get to relaxing and watching some TV. I also wanted to sleep early since I'd only gotten about 9 hours of sleep over the last 2 nights. Instead I was on the phone from 10 to midnight. I didn't get a chance to call my mom, watch TV, take care of my bills, edit an article, or do any of my usual things at night. After I got off the phone, I did a big load of dishes. Dishes and laundry always seem to be present. Anyway, I was on the phone with my friend Aaron. He no longer has Internet access, so I don't get to talk to him all day long anymore, and I hadn't talked to him in a while. So I couldn't really say, "sorry I don't want to talk right now. I have things to do, and I'm exhausted." I think some things can be sacrificed. I wasn't expecting to talk 2 hours though, and he gets weird about phoning people and being phoned. One thing, he hates getting calls on his land line. "People should text message ahead to see if they can call me." :lol: And he doesn't like calling people in case they can't talk. It's like...major rejection or something. |
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