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Post by mickthecactus on Feb 6, 2021 14:49:04 GMT
That is bad tod. What happens now?
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Post by mossie on Feb 6, 2021 15:13:12 GMT
Sorry to see that.
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Post by onlyMark on Feb 6, 2021 15:32:32 GMT
S.H.I.T.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Feb 6, 2021 15:38:32 GMT
How awful Tod. Not what you need at any time, never mind in the middle of a pandemic!
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Post by tod2 on Feb 6, 2021 15:46:41 GMT
Thanks guys. It looks like the tenant has to move out completely so that the building - entire ceiling and roof - can be repaired. I'm sure he has what is known as "A Business interruption" clause in his insurance contract. He does have the same store in Durban - 75Km away - but the fire dept. made a good job of soaking all the shoes beyond sale ability. Also the smoke has ruined a lot of stock. What is more of a concern is protecting the left over stock from theft during the night. They have had 4 burglaries and one hold-up in the time they have been there. I'm sure the gangs will be on the lookout for an easy target. Posting a watchman is useless. They will need an armed guard or more than one.
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Post by mickthecactus on Feb 6, 2021 15:51:28 GMT
Are you responsible for the building tod and the tenant for the stock?
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Post by mich64 on Feb 6, 2021 16:55:31 GMT
Sorry for all affected Tod, landlord, tennant and customers. My husband has often said how unfortunate it is when they have to soak/saturate to get to all of the hot spots.
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Post by tod2 on Feb 6, 2021 17:12:49 GMT
Thanks Mich - I was thinking of your husband as I viewed the photos.
Exactly Mick. Everything in there belongs to the tenant. Although it came as a shock this afternoon, we had a little laugh at the expense of our permanent painter. He has been up on that roof the entire week fixing up bad patches of paint and scraping off any debris . On Monday he was supposed to go up to do the last little bit. What a shock he is in for as he pulls up to the building in his red Range Rover Sport with black trim..... No, just kidding...he will arrive on foot from the taxi rank and stare in disbelief as he surveys the blackened shell inside. Mr.Tod will go to calm him down and bring him here to immediately tackle his second painting job!
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 6, 2021 17:22:46 GMT
As has been the case more than a few times on this thread, that is hardly a "pretty personal trauma" but I don't think that any of us want to start a "big problems" thread because we would be afraid to click on it when there is anything new.
I hope that all is sorted out quickly, tod, (famous last words) because even though the tenant might be adequately covered by insurance, if he decides not to return at the end of lease there is probably not a huge queue of new tenants lined up waiting to rent the space.
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Post by mickthecactus on Feb 6, 2021 17:25:00 GMT
What about your insurance tod?
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Post by lugg on Feb 6, 2021 19:27:41 GMT
Hope it gets sorted Tod and you are personally are not too affected by it all, but of course also sorry for your tenant.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Feb 6, 2021 20:18:12 GMT
Little girl next door (7 or 8 years old) is having another meltdown. I have no right to judge but it does seem to be happening more recently. It must be so difficult for families with children during the pandemic.
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Post by bixaorellana on Feb 6, 2021 22:36:35 GMT
Mick asked about insurance, which was also my first thought. I'm assuming, what with a tenant with an established business of over twenty years, that he is well covered, including for anything that's his fault which damages your property. Regardless, that's very upsetting and a giant pain. What is more of a concern is protecting the left over stock from theft during the night. They have had 4 burglaries and one hold-up in the time they have been there. I'm sure the gangs will be on the lookout for an easy target. Posting a watchman is useless. They will need an armed guard or more than one. Not to be too flippant, but looking at the pictures of the inside, my impulse would be to let the robbers have at it. I presume burglars are in a hurry, so maybe they'd scoop up everything fast & get the hell out of there. It would save some of the clean-up!
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Post by tod2 on Feb 7, 2021 10:37:59 GMT
I hope that all is sorted out quickly, tod, (famous last words) because even though the tenant might be adequately covered by insurance, if he decides not to return at the end of lease there is probably not a huge queue of new tenants lined up waiting to rent the space. Strangely enough Kerouac the tenant has been wanting to buy the building for the last two years. He has a rival though. The owner of the building on the one side also wants the property but not the building - he wants to demolish it and make a parking garage. Which is what is desperately needed in the area as the Supreme Court Building and dozens of Lawyers rooms are across and down the road from us. Only last week we almost accepted an offer from our tenant. It looks like he is still keen to go ahead with the purchase - his insurance will pay him out and our insurance will pay to have the building put to rights. Sounds like we will be able to walk away with his offer and he will get our insurance money to do whatever with the building, once the sale has been registered to him. Lots to be negotiated. Bixa - I like your idea! Problem is these shoplifters only want the good stuff. Cheery - Is there no shrink that could help the child. Sounds like her parents are not coping. Could only going to get worse and they will all suffer. Surely she needs medication?
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Post by questa on Feb 7, 2021 12:21:45 GMT
I heard the tail-end of an interview with a sensible young girl about 8 yrs old and a female interviewer. They were discussing the pandemic and the effect it was having on "kids like me". The girl agreed that she had a good family around her and enough activities in her home to keep her busy but she felt lost and lonely because her best friend could not be with her after school. She said that her best friend was feeling it badly and they had a special time when they could phone each other and talk but "it wasn't the same as being together". She finished up saying "This is no way for kids to grow up" and that they will lose a year or more of their childhood which worried her. She finished saying again, "This is no way for a kid to grow up".
No wonder the maybe less supported kids are entitled to the occasional meltdown. There are lots of scary stuff on TV now, injections, death counts, big fires etc. A psychologist could help her if you can have a chat with her parents.
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Post by mossie on Feb 7, 2021 13:19:41 GMT
Try being a kid in 1940 and being told “When the germans come, you boys are to put sugar in their petrol tanks”
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Post by mossie on Feb 7, 2021 13:20:42 GMT
And the village has been bombed
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Post by tod2 on Feb 7, 2021 15:33:19 GMT
I wholeheartedly agree with your sentiment Mossie. When I see thousands of kids dangling hopelessly in the arms of a father or mother and know there are the most gruesome sights no child should ever witness. Even adults who volunteer to help , like in the genocide in Goma Africa, they come back half out of their minds. Years of psychiatric consultations only help a little way. This brings me to wonder if kids of today are being " öff their heads" because their parents can't bring themselves to say "Listen darling, it's bad out there but you must be brave" and then put a foot down when bratlike behaviour ensues. Please forgive me if you can see I don't understand the situation, just as Rudyard said in his famous poem " ÏF".
I can go on to relate the story of the most wonderful Welsh teacher I ever had take lessons in my senior year. He parachuted into a Dutch village. The Farmer hid him in the room filled with their cheeses. As they would not give him up they first shot the farmers son. Then the Germans torched the place. He recalls the melting cheese dripping around him. But still the old farmer and his wife kept schtumm. That little story shows bravery and tolerance beyond all understanding of today's youth and their parents.
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Post by Kimby on Feb 7, 2021 16:40:43 GMT
Strangely enough Kerouac the tenant has been wanting to buy the building for the last two years. He has a rival though. The owner of the building on the one side also wants the property but not the building - he wants to demolish it and make a parking garage. Which is what is desperately needed in the area as the Supreme Court Building and dozens of Lawyers rooms are across and down the road from us. Only last week we almost accepted an offer from our tenant. It looks like he is still keen to go ahead with the purchase - his insurance will pay him out and our insurance will pay to have the building put to rights. Sounds like we will be able to walk away with his offer and he will get our insurance money to do whatever with the building, once the sale has been registered to him. Lots to be negotiated. Could become a bidding war! Though it sounds like you are in the renter’s corner...
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Post by lugg on Feb 11, 2021 20:14:18 GMT
My FB account was hacked ... Yes ...This is so petty but it was a trauma today as I tried to sort it and stop it happening to anyone else by letting everyone know .
I have had several scam calls , texts etc in the past but this is the first time I have experienced an actual hack into one of my accounts.
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 11, 2021 20:23:52 GMT
My Instagram account was hacked about a year ago, but it wasn't really a problem because I wasn't using it. I just cleaned everything out and changed the password.
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Post by htmb on Feb 11, 2021 20:43:54 GMT
That’s not petty, Lugg. It’s a real violation. I’m sorry it happened to you. What a pain!
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Post by Kimby on Feb 11, 2021 21:50:32 GMT
Lugg, change your password. Should fix the problem. This time!
My FB account was used to send my friends ads for weight-loss drugs. They were not amused.
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Post by onlyMark on Feb 13, 2021 10:47:00 GMT
I had an epiphany last night. I'd been pondering how I can address the issue of my white privilege and unconscious bias. I was searching for some way to remedy this, maybe just little steps at first to initiate the journey to my being utterly neutral in attitude to all and everything. To treat everything the same. With compassion, understanding and equality. I decided that as charity begins at home, so should this.
Being in a household with a strong wife and daughter it was unlikely I could make any headway there and would be told categorically to 'stay in my lane' - I turned to finding what practically I could achieve. As everything nowadays need 'a voice' I realised inanimate objects had none. So, much to the annoyance of the aforementioned other inhabitants of our apartment I have been leaving notes on various items detailing how they feel about things.
The light switch reveals it objects to being left on all the time, the fridge mentions it feels too hot with having the door open for too long, the sink says it abused by having so many dirty pots in it without them being washed regularly, the toilet has said it doesn't mind if the seat is left up or down, but make your mind up about it and stop changing the policy about if it should be left up or down, the kettle feels bunged up with chalk and overused, and a vase, which currently just has a stick in it, wants to feel pretty and asks if a bunch of flowers wouldn't be too much trouble. The stick though suspects it is being discriminated against for being boring and has demanded a tribunal hearing to claim that even though it is just a stick, it has the same rights to be judged as some as yet non-existent flowers and wishes to 'cancel' the vase for voicing its opinion which is at odds with its own.
In latest news, a bedside table lamp has demanded a safe space where it won't be subject to the snoring of the male inhabitant and the fireplace is objecting to a picture above it which the fireplace says 'only has one viewpoint' and is unwilling to change.
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Post by mickthecactus on Feb 13, 2021 12:37:47 GMT
😂😂
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Post by tod2 on Feb 13, 2021 12:53:27 GMT
I feel your pain. I too am thinking of a way to tell the dozens of buckets and tins of plant potions that I know they are vital, but so is my sanity when it comes to surveying the jumble of these objects on my patio. Further afield my view is obscured by buckets in a row with dead or dying vegetation alerting the gardener that "we are done and dusted- come dig us up now"! Please send a huge bank of clouds to blot out the sun and cool things down. Maybe then we could see some miraculous change.
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Post by kerouac2 on Feb 13, 2021 15:20:46 GMT
I started cleaning some areas that never get cleaned (close to inaccessible) and it was worse than I thought. However, I disovered some things that I have not seen in 5 years or more.
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Post by casimira on Feb 13, 2021 16:08:19 GMT
I'm trying to summon up the energy to do the same Kerouac and am dreading it. And, I know that there is stuff that I haven't seen in likely ten years.
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Post by tod2 on Feb 14, 2021 10:28:11 GMT
I started cleaning some areas that never get cleaned (close to inaccessible) and it was worse than I thought. However, I disovered some things that I have not seen in 5 years or more. I bet you feel fantastic Kerouac. When I have pushed myself, like Casimira is trying to do, and achieve a really difficult cleaning task, I just feel wonderful. It does not have to be a difficult or big task. Just clearing the debris on top of my dining room sideboard and giving it a Japanese minimalistic look works for me. Each time I walk past I feel a great sense of achievement.
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Post by Kimby on Feb 16, 2021 0:12:35 GMT
We are enjoying a winter respite on Sanibel Island, Florida, while most of the rest of the country (including our house in Montana) is getting extreme cold, wind, power outages and tons of snow and ice.
We’ll pay for it though when our shuttle driver can’t get up our unplowed driveway and we have to schlep our bags and Pearl in her Sherpa carrier through knee-deep snow in our tennis shoes to get to the house.
Meanwhile, my present trauma. Our quiet neighborhood has been disrupted for the past 3 weeks by the loud horn of the garbage truck twice a week between 7 and 8 am. Three or four volleys of three or 4 loud honks each, when all our windows are open.
This has never been an issue before, so I called Waste Management who had no explanation. So today when it happened again for the 4th time, I waited for the truck to arrive on our cul de sac then collared the driver, thinking he might have more English than the laborer, but he couldn’t hear me over the diesel roar. So I talked to the laborer in broken Spanish and he replied in very broken English. Something about a “baby boy”. How could a kid be in the road every time they pass by?
Then he used the universal signal that kids use to get a locomotive engineer to blast his whistle. So it seems this little boy waits eagerly for the trash truck to arrive at his grandparents’ house so he can make the driver toot the horn. Must be the highlight of his week.
But I can’t believe his parents and grandparents are clueless to the fact that a dozen loud horn blasts at 8 am might be disturbing the neighbors. I’m hoping the kid goes home soon, meanwhile I told the trash guy “una vez OK, doce beep-beeps, No”.
We’ll see. Tomorrow is recycle day...
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