Stairway To Scareway
I am a resident of the Surfside apartment complex. I know there has been a lot of frustration lately due to the weather and power issues we’ve had to deal with. These things were out of control and were necessary to correct a water problem.
My problem came while using alternate means to get around the issues we were having. I was nervous to take the elevator while the building was running on a generator, due to periodic brown-outs and brief power outages. I didn’t want to take the chance of getting stuck in the elevator. So I got my exercise for the past few weeks, trekking up and down the stairs every day (add some Waldbaums packages to the mix, and I got an extra intense workout!). Great. Forced exercise. Which would’ve been a good thing if I didn’t feel like my workout was taking place in a horror movie. In what one might call a Freudian slip, when talking to a friend, I accidently referred to taking the stairs as taking the “scares.”
Seriously. I thought other areas of the building were neglected in maintenance (i.e. laundry room!). But I was stunned to see what was lurking in the stairwells. Cigarette butts (lit and unlit), roaches (alive and dead), dirt, graffiti (even if fire department needed to reach a specific floor and couldn’t identify their location. Really made me feel safe), and even pockets of dog urine in the corners. REALLY??
I don’t know if I am more appalled at the people who are doing this, or the lack of maintenance in this area of the building. I know the building staff generally does a good job of maintaining the lobby, emptying the garage rooms, etc. I can only assume they are not told to do the stairs. It is extremely neglected and presents many unsanitary and unsafe conditions. I have reported this to the office, but of course nothing has been done. I thought of writing a letter to the owners, Alma Realty, but I know how that goes. Complete waste of my time and energy, as it would only be ignored. So I suppose I am venting my frustration here, in hopes that someone will hear me.
Oh, on a side note. When we lost power on Sunday evening, August 15, the stairwells were completely dark. No back up emergency lights. I used the light of my cell phone to guide me up the steps. I can’t help it, but this is a violation of some building code. At the time, I could only think of any elderly people forced to take the stairs – tough enough under normal circumstances, but made all the more challenging in pitch black conditions.
This is just really frustration. The beautiful oceanfront apartments juxtaposed against these other slum-like conditions. It is truly hard to comprehend. What a shame.