I think I'm a rebellious community of neighbors. He served as president of stairs but I have not had the opportunity to present my proposals for government, and my plan for improvement, for example to put basketball hoops on the playground, or the neighbor of the former is a little more sympathetic and that I do not ride up on Saturday night antics porno + channel type, well, do what they want, but let me sleep in peace and quiet.
A few months ago there was a meeting, they called me and told me that as he was president of steps needed to get together with those of the other stairs and the supreme president of the community for a budget item. I did not know he had been lucky enough to be elected speaker of stairs, so after the initial shock I said yes, it's worth, I would go to the meeting on first and second call was to be held in the bar under my home. Very professional all ... A day I remembered that I had forgotten the meeting. And you never heard. I do not know if I have stopped, if I have declared undesirable neighbor, or simply did not realize he was not. I do not know if someone in my ladder or if you no longer. I do not know what happened to the budget. I do not know if the meeting ended as all meetings of the neighbors of the universe, come on, taking the usual two decisions:
1 - Pass a spill
2 - Set a date to decide the date of the next community meeting.
And I can not live like this. I should have attended that meeting. What happens is that unexpected meetings as well, urge, I have a little traumatized. Just forgot my subconscious that, for post-traumatic stress that I produce this type of meeting.
Think about it, and if so, I'll look.
A few months ago there was a meeting, they called me and told me that as he was president of steps needed to get together with those of the other stairs and the supreme president of the community for a budget item. I did not know he had been lucky enough to be elected speaker of stairs, so after the initial shock I said yes, it's worth, I would go to the meeting on first and second call was to be held in the bar under my home. Very professional all ... A day I remembered that I had forgotten the meeting. And you never heard. I do not know if I have stopped, if I have declared undesirable neighbor, or simply did not realize he was not. I do not know if someone in my ladder or if you no longer. I do not know what happened to the budget. I do not know if the meeting ended as all meetings of the neighbors of the universe, come on, taking the usual two decisions:
1 - Pass a spill
2 - Set a date to decide the date of the next community meeting.
And I can not live like this. I should have attended that meeting. What happens is that unexpected meetings as well, urge, I have a little traumatized. Just forgot my subconscious that, for post-traumatic stress that I produce this type of meeting.
Think about it, and if so, I'll look.
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