Monday, 3 May 2010

Apartment living

So my new washer arrived yesterday and did it's maiden wash at night. Unlike the previous one, this 'pedigree' purred quietly as it swished the clothes around. I sat before the machine for a good 15 minutes, watching the clothes churn and spin. It was quite fascinating.

It's not that I have nothing to do on a Monday night but I was simply doing my part as a considerate neighbour. When the security guard saw the delivery van, he beckoned me over, "Your old washing machine is gone? Forever?"

Yah, why?

"Well, someone complained about the noise. He thinks you're running a laundromat at home."

Oh my goodness! What intolerant neighbours I have! Ever since my old washer started getting noisy, I had stopped using it. I wake up 30 minutes earlier to handwash a huge pile of clothes every morning. Sometimes, I load the washed clothes into the machine to spindry for 5 minutes. Sure, the noise is loud, but not as loud as a jet taking off. It's only 5 minutes!

After 1.5 years, I am still getting used to apartment living. When we first moved in, I received a notice from the management within the first week. My neighbour had complained about the pool of urine outside their main door. They pointed their finger at Rusty.

I was very puzzled because Rusty doesn't go out of our door without a leash. I called the management to ask if it was a mistake. When I saw the neighbour one day, I brought it up. As it turned out, they did not see Rusty do it. They woke up to see a puddle and suspected it was Rusty.

I was disappointed and didn't feel that we were welcomed into the neighbourhood. Having lived there for some time now, I have only made 2 friends in our apartment block. I'm also friendly with a Filipina maid, the cleaner from China and the 5 security guards. Most families keep to themselves.

While walking Rusty last night, we met a family strolling about. They were about to purchase an apartment but were wondering why the development is so quiet at night. The father asked, "Is it always so quiet here? Why aren't there any children at the playground? It's quite lifeless compared to where we are living now."

Well, I have to agree. The people here have no life. The only time I hear from them is when they complain about my washer or my dog.

9 comments:

Nick Phillips said...

I have to agree, people these days have no life ...

charlie hotel said...

Did anyone at the condo recognise you from the newspaper article?

Blur Ting said...

Nick - Life is simpler and sweeter at the farm, really...

Blur Ting said...

CH - Nope. No one bothers around here.

petunialee said...

My condo is that way too. People don't take time to get to know others.

pobell said...

Blurting, I would love to have you as my neighbour! But unfortunately i don't stay in condo

Blur Ting said...

Petunia - I wonder why Singaporeans are like that. You know, I had always admired this person's garden on the ground floor. One day, I saw the owner (a middle aged man) tending to his plants and I paid him a compliment. "You've got a nice garden!"

He looked at me as if I'm a mad woman. He didn't nod his head or smile, he just stared right through me. I felt so embarrassed after that.

Blur Ting said...

PoBell- If only I have more neighbours like you! I had envisioned potluck parties and some mingling before I moved in. Sadly it is nothing like that.

pobell said...

It'll be great to have potluck party. But i think the kampong/neighbour spirit is sadly very lacking in our societies