Office Nightmare Story for Mom
Athanor once had offices in a nice two story building converted from apartments in a quiet, peaceful residential neighborhood in Pasadena. There was a lawfirm on the upper floor and Athanor had the ground floor. The senior law partner and his wife, empty nesters, had a dinky little part of it next to Athanor's offices -- and I mean dinky, maybe 400 square feet, where they lived. Everything was hunky dory. Then they got a divorce and sold the building to a Filipino accountant who moved his HUGE extended family in, including four little kids in two double beds in a room the size of a closet. Four pairs of little shoes lined up when they went to bed at night. When they weren't in school, the kids and many, many of their little friends lived out of a van parked in the parking lot. We were in constant fear we would run over one of them. Then all these Filipino employees who couldn't speak any English started pouring in. They set up a TV above the door to the bathroom in the lobby to Athanor's offices and were constantly underfoot. Then they started cooking Filipino food for lunch. The smell permeated our offices and made us gag. Sometimes, they would take naps in the bathroom. At Christmas, they set up a Christmas tree with presents beneath the TV, blocking the door to the bathroom. Strange people were forever coming and going, delivering stuff, blocking the driveway, coming into our offices unannounced and jabbering incessantly in Tagalog. I would have to physically push them out the door -- several times a day. Nearly came to blows with them many, many times. The Fire department was forever ordering them to knock it off. Life had truly gone south for us. I once had to set up an emergency mobile laboratory in the lobby and these people kept trying to drink my chemicals. It took us six months to find a suitable space, then we moved. God, that was awful.
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