I recently wrote about an ambush we initiated six days ago (me working remote on this).
There is a lot to unpack here.
The New York owners showing up led to the third owner flying in from Austria to see what the fuck was going on.
Essentially:
- The office manager has been fired.
- The pest-control service has been fired.
- The landscaping company has been fired.
- The maintenance guy has been fired.
- The entire property management company has been fired.
- The military has finalized removing the complex from its list of approved housing.
- New companies have been hired to start fixing shit, which she says has made a seachange in the prior 48 hours.
- The fire marshal shows up Monday to do a unit-by-unit inspection to ensure that each has functioning smoke detectors and a functioning fire extinguisher.
- A mysterious dotted-lined-to-the-owners woman has appeared to handle the boots-on-the-ground problems.
- Several tenants on illegal leases (i.e., signed in someone else's name) have been evicted.
- Narcotics is looking into the complex.
- The Killeen Police Department is stepping up patrols.
- The roaches are gone for now, the hot water is working again, and her grandson could be heard in the background (the "little bug" uses my old phone for games).
I mean, not bad for a couple of plebs.
The owners seem to have been caught totally off-guard and seem genuinely alarmed by the state the complex was allowed to get into, and they are not holding back on fixing things even though they've lost all their soldiers.
The military determination can be reversed with corrective action, and you really don't want to own a complex in Killeen when you're blacklisted from service members.
All in all, could have been a worse result. The funny thing is, the local reporter didn't show up to the ambush as scheduled, but all of this is happening all the same.
As I well know, you really don't want to get on my ex's bad side. Machiavellian is a kind term for what she can do, and when she brings me into the mix for plotting, we are a destructive force.
The complex pissed off the wrong person.
Yeah, that detail stuck out like a sore thumb.