Eight male tenants live in the KM housing complex which is 1/3% of the building capacity. Once in a
while there's a few squabbles in the community room but as a whole we get
along well. Native men tend to be more complacent and content as long as one doesn’t
invade their space. Some of the guys signed up for the cable/internet/phone service offer so you can be sure most of them will be in their man cave doing what they do best....procrastinate. :)
Since
the majority of tenants are Native women there tends to be more hen pecking, whispering gossip
and back stabbing here then in other subsidized housing facilities. I never
understood the need to know other people’s business. It must be female trait…or
flaw. :P
Update: After the blow out last week and after the office
staff dragged my neighbor’s bony ass to the office for a closed meeting she’s
kept her distance and all is quiet…..at least for now. ;)
Warmer weather is upon us and once again I can hear laughter
from the few tenants who gather in front of the building and socialize. It's nice
to be able to open my windows, hear the birds chirping and the sounds of the
street. I’m use to the hustle and bustle
of big city living and I miss it.
Oh! I mentioned laughter and I gotta tell ya the Native
people have the most guffaw in the world, they’re like wild hyenas and
you can hear them from miles around. :D
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