The Sympathy Card Project
Cast of Characters:
Moby- Building’s Super
Crazy Church Lady– resident on the first floor wishing everyone happiness and religion until you disagree with her.
Eunuch-crazy church lady’s husband
Mr. Softee Hater-first floor resident and original board member at the time. Gained fame by hating on the Mr. Softee Truck via email to the rest of the building barely a week after moving in.
Egg Harvester– woman next door pushing age forty and desiring to keep her eggs on ice till Mr. Right comes along and does a Han Solo on them.
Around November of 2007, Moby’s mother passed away. Most of us in the building had no idea he had a mother or that she was sick and died. That the building’s super had a mother, most of us had no idea how to even process this fact.
Hello everyone ,
FYI, Moby just informed me that his mother passed away yesterday and he will be traveling to Puerto Rico for the funeral. He will leave tomorrow. He told me he would delegate his duties to LuLu for a couple of days.
Thanks,
Mr. Softee Hater (Board Member)
Nobody knew who LuLu was or is. Still. But immediately after Softee hater’s email came the condolence card idea and attempt number one.
Crazy Church Lady:
Hi again everyone,
For those of you who would like to send a formal message of condolence: Mr. Moby Unit #1R Brooklyn, NY 11237
ccl
Since not one unit owner responded, she must have taken this to mean we did not understand the situation. What reasons would people have to not console this man?
Condolence card attempt number two.
Crazy Church Lady
Dear Neighbors, We have the card for Mr. Moby, if anyone would like to sign (you are more than welcome to sign even without a monetary gift.) We’re thinking since Moby has already left for Puerto Rico there isn’t any rush; we believe he’s due back by Monday, if not before. Anyway, feel free to drop by any evening after 5pm; on the weekends you may catch us during the day as well.
Feel free to give us a call if you want to make sure.
Thanks for being such beautiful people
ccl
Ten days later, the beautiful people of Wyckoff Lofts still did not care. Condolence card attempt number three.
Crazy Church Lady:
Dear Neighbors,
Mr. Moby has informed me that he has not received the sympathy card which was sent on behalf of building residents well over a week and a half ago. And so, in case some of you may be wondering why he hasn’t given a return note of thanks, it’s because he didn’t know fully about the outpour of care and concern.
Anyway, I’ll be following up with the postal service to try to trace the card’s whereabouts.
Have a Blessed Thanksgiving.
ccl
So I quickly get an email from my neighbor.
Did she actually mail the card? He lives right next door… That’s silly.
Egg Harvester
The issue should have ended at this point since nobody expected Moby to write thank you cards. We don’t believe he can write. But it gets better.
Crazy Church Lady;
Hi All, Just want to let you know:
1. The sympathy card for Mr. Moby was not sent certified and therefore cannot be traced.
2. There is still a chance that it will be returned.
3. Eunuch and I will replace the card and the funds collected if it is not returned.
4. If we do have to replace the card we’ll let you know so those of you who wanted to contribute will be able to.
It’s possible that I may have contributed to this problem because:
1. I sent the card with both a check and a small amount of cash enclosed.
2. Maybe I didn’t put the right address?
3. Maybe I didn’t put a stamp on it?
Anyway, we will not rest until there is a card of sympathy in the hands of Mr. Moby from the beautiful people of our little residential community.
Have a bright day!.
ccl
Three attempts to send a condolence card to a person living in the adjacent building. Given the strangeness of this woman and her insanity, it would seem her attempt at kindness would at most be benign. But the real and relative issue is that this woman would soon be appointed to the Board of Managers, and her inability to send a piece of mail directly next door is a glimpse of what is to come once seated in a leadership position.
But the issue did not die there with her admitted incompetence. When all forms of rationalizing poor judgment fails, invent a conspiracy theory and deflect your own stupidity.
Crazy Church Lady:
Dear All,
It was brought to my attention by a concerned resident, the belief that there seems to be some evidence of mail tampering going on in our building; at least 3 residents have attested to finding opened or partially opened mail on more than a few occasions (and I still have not seen head nor tail of Mr. Moby’s sympathy card).
In any event, this concerned neighbor of ours has already filed a postal complaint, and is suggesting that any past, present or future victim do the same to report any incident: the # given is 1 800 275-8777.
May your day be Bright,
ccl
See, it is not her fault she couldn’t mail a letter properly, some nefarious forces aligned against her. What kind of nonsense do you think this woman would be up to once firmly ensconsed on the Board of Managers?
Plenty to come.