Spying neighbors, leaking garbage bags, problems with quotas... @Farmaenfurecida, the apothecary influencer, has innocently asked X "What's the wildest thing you've seen or heard done at a community meeting of neighbours?" and, waiting for scenes from Aquí no hay quien viva, he encountered La Comunidad by Álex de la Iglesia and some dark character from Delicatessen, by Jean Pierre Jeunet.
Lists are a guaranteed hit at Christmas. Gifts, books, salmon canapés and, now, the minutes of almost 500 stories of neighborhood meetings. Field who can!
If there is a defaulter, the possibility of "giving him a beating (...) A vote was taken and it was recorded that it was not accepted in the minutes book". In order to avoid the spillage of the works on the facade, it is proposed "to buy tithes from the Christmas lottery with the money in the box, to see if it's worth it". And if someone wants to have guests in the pool, they are subject to an access vote in the Got Talent plan.
Video surveillance cameras are a genre in itself: “We feel insecure, we want to install security cameras. / Installation day: Old man 1: Where will I put the screens? / Old lady 2: I've already made room in the kitchen... / Operator: Ladies, it's not going like this... / Next meeting: We want to remove the cameras, they're useless". Some have fun with the peepholes and others claim to preserve the privacy of the portal: "Without words and without cameras" they stayed in a community when a neighbor said that "if she wanted to card the portal we could see her" .
On the neighbor's stairs you look, you feel and you regulate yourself: "The old woman with the curtain and gnawing altars wanted to set a schedule on Sundays when you couldn't make love because it was mass time". In another community "they distributed a list of permitted and prohibited topics of conversation and actions in the homes in order to avoid discussions and causing inconvenience to other neighbors".
There is always a solicitous neighbor who makes a move at 4 in the morning “so as not to disturb during the day. The table wouldn't fit in the elevator, and it was sawing its legs." And who fights against progress: "He opposed the installation of city gas in the block because 'they had already cheated him by removing the wood stove' to install the butane one and so the food doesn't taste like anything."
Estate administrators intervene in the open debate: "I could write a trilogy". And after reading all the comments, you hug yourself in the door mirror. You don't see anyone or hear anything. You smile: I'm very lucky! Or not
