<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Humor on Victor42</title><link>https://victor42.eth.limo/tags/humor/</link><description>Recent content in Humor on Victor42</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en</language><managingEditor>hi@victor42.work (Victor42)</managingEditor><webMaster>hi@victor42.work (Victor42)</webMaster><lastBuildDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2018 12:53:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://victor42.eth.limo/tags/humor/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Tug-of-War at the Garage Gate</title><link>https://victor42.eth.limo/post-en/3605/</link><pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2018 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><author>hi@victor42.work (Victor42)</author><guid>https://victor42.eth.limo/post-en/3605/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Our apartment complex has an underground garage, a bit of a trek from the north gate. It&amp;rsquo;s fully automated, no guard needed. Management doesn&amp;rsquo;t want to pay for a guard, so they banned residents from walking through – north gate only. But some folks &lt;em&gt;despise&lt;/em&gt; detours and will do anything to sneak through. I&amp;rsquo;ve lived here two years, and it&amp;rsquo;s been a constant, ridiculous battle.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Initially, the gate had a single bar, with gaps on the sides. Easy peasy to squeeze through. The gate was always malfunctioning then, so a guard was posted, manually letting cars in. He ignored pedestrians.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The gate got fixed, the guard left. Management extended the bar, nearly flush with the walls. No problem – residents just ducked under. Still worked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Later, they upgraded the gate: two bars with mesh between them. No more ducking, and you&amp;rsquo;d need serious hops to clear it. Crawling, of course, was still an option&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But residents just waited. Grandmas with groceries, ladies with strollers, all hanging out. When a car approached, they&amp;rsquo;d rush in while the gate was open.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Waiting is a drag, though. Who knows when a car will show up? Some residents got antsy and started squeezing past the wall. I noticed the paint near the gate arms was all rubbed off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Slim folks could manage, but larger ones weren&amp;rsquo;t deterred. The gate&amp;rsquo;s ends got wrecked. The extensions were flimsy KT board, easily snapped. The mesh, seemingly metal, had bits near the wall torn off, dangling.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Management fixed it, it broke again. Repeat. A few times, the whole gate was removed for major repairs, leaving just the bare, rusty bar – pretty sad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today, I saw a new tactic! Management smeared this sticky, nasty, reddish-brown gunk – oil or glue, who knows – all over the walls by the gate. I burst out laughing! Talk about a deterrent! Squeeze through, ruin your clothes. But the entrance looks like a disaster zone, like someone&amp;rsquo;s trying to collect a debt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m sure the detour-haters will figure something out. Maybe cardboard or plastic wrap stuck to the wall, using the gunk as adhesive while protecting their clothes. I can picture someone doing that, feeling all smug.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Who knows?&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>