Trevor: Caretaker/Angry Gnome

I'm sad to say that this installment of ApartMental is going to be completely Trevor related due to the fact that he has moved on... OH! Jesus! He didnt die or anything! He has just been replaced by a younger fitter caretaker. The Strata owners are cheeting on him! Poor Trevor, He tries so hard but just never quite gets there. Most jobs he does are completely half assed and i have seen one of the owners threaten to replace him if he didn't pick up his game. Thusly we have a new caretaker. i dont know his name so I'm going to call him Trevor Jr. for now. I would like to take a moment to reflect on some of the good times i had with Trevor.

He always treated me like a delicate flower... And by that i mean he kept me dilegently watered. He always put the sprinkler right next to our balcony and everyone would get a lovely light spritzing.

He did however have a few issues with comunication. DEAF AS A POST! Which is exactly how you have to speak to him. SPEAK LOADLY AND CLEARLY! Use eye contact sparingly... It makes him nervous.

He was fiercely protective of the rules of the complex. One of which is that you can only drive one way through the parking lot. Ahh but a young and sassy delivery driver thought he might get away with it. He was wrong it is the only time i have heard trevor swear. He discussed it nicely with the driver and that didnt work so he tried telling him no. That didn't work either. So... He streamed a barrage of profanities at him and that worked!

Aah but the sight of him waddling by in the morning is enough to warm my heart. His little terry towling hat and blue polo shirts. He is a garden Gnome made life i tells ya!
It was fun while it lasted so i hope the new one is wierd somehow! Anyway ladies and gentlemen im signing off another post. Goodnight and always remember... Love thy caretaker.