Have any of
you ever seen the TV show called ‘Dirty Jobs’? The show features a guy who
tries his hand at some of the most disgusting jobs you can think of from Sewer
Inspector and Road Kill Cleaner to Turkey Inseminator and Alligator Egg
Collector. While all of these jobs are pretty feral, (Turkey Inseminator???
Really???) there is another job out there which I think would be more insane
than all of these combined. And that is a Property Manager at DHA.
Sure, they
don’t have to inseminate animals and come into contact with faeces but they do
have to deal with a sometimes dangerous and always unpredictable species – the army
wife.
I’m
constantly surprised by the amount of army wives who lack the ability to think
for themselves when they have a minor problem. I’m sure you’ll all know someone
like this. They are the type to call the DHA Maintenance Line over something
like a broken cupboard door handle and then get upset when told it’s not an
urgent issue. This same person would then accuse you of attacking them if you
kindly suggested they fix said handle with a spot of super glue.
But by far
the Property Manager’s toughest foe is the army wife with a sense of
entitlement. I would just love to be able to listen in on the conversations
between them. I’d love to know how they responded to a wife when she complained
that their house wasn't suitable because the main bedroom was too far away from
the other bedrooms. Or how the Property Manager managed to hold back her
laughter when the same wife told them that they wanted to move because their
sloping backyard was a hazard to their toddler.
I know this
is opening a huge can of worms but when did people start becoming so ungrateful
for the housing we have access to and start demanding that everything be up to
their own high standards. So the bathroom of the place you've just moved into
has a shower with a curtain rather than a glass door. So what! Can you not get
just as clean in a shower without a glass door? What’s that? DHA gave you a house with lino
instead of tiles? How will you ever survive? And heaven forbid that your
backyard has a slope and your toddler might fall over. Guess what lady?
Toddlers are going to fall over on flat ground too. (In fact, toddlers are
pretty much going to fall down anywhere. They are just like tiny, little drunk
people :-p)
I’m
guessing that because we haven’t seen the news headline ‘property manager
shoots whingeing army wife’ that they are (somewhat) successfully getting on
with their job, despite having to deal with nut jobs. So I think it would make
an awesome ‘Dirty Jobs’ episode:-P
Til next
time,
C.