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February 23, 2009

You know how Saturday I had a birthday party and yesterday I was really happy about how it all went down?

Well, apparently the champagne blocked one important event out of my mind…I made a serious enemy out of my doorman! I mean, I just saw him today for the first time since then…if looks could kill, I’m telling you I would have dropped dead on the spot. The man stared me down hardcore.

See, in my building there are general rules, and one of them says you’re not allowed to have a dog down by the pool area. But, a couple other times I’ve brought Papito down and asked whoever the doorman on duty is, if it’s alright, and they’ve always said yes as long as she’s with me and not running around. And then I bring her down and she sits on my lap and all is right in the world.

For my birthday party, Emily brought over Lola and we asked if the dogs could play together outside since my friends were the only ones down by the pool. There were no other tenants to bother or anything. My doorman, Don Jose, said yes. They came out, they didn’t hurt anything, they didn’t make a single noise because neither Lola or Papito really bark. 10 minutes later Don Jose came out and said that someone had complained and we had to take the dogs back upstairs. He was so lying about someone having complained. I’m actually pretty sure of that, I think he just wanted to cover his own ass but not come across as the bad guy.

We abided. Until I had too much champagne and decided that it was my birthday and I was going to do what I wanted to do regardless.

I’m normally not a rule breaker at all. Ask anybody, I have an absurdly guilty conscious. So I’m not sure why I did what I did.

At this point Rodolfo had went home with Lola, but I went upstairs and got Papito. I came down with her in my arms and told Don Jose, “She’s all I have in Chile, she’s my best friend and it’s my birthday and I need her with me. I know you have to fine me for breaking the rules, but it’s worth it to me, I want her with me.” I was very drunk and definitely crying at this point. I’m pretty sure he didn’t say anything, just shook his head very sadly as I walked on by defiantly carrying my puppy. Oh, the drama.

So now I need to apologize. I know I was wrong and I behaved like a brat. But, I’m SO SCARED!!!!!!!! I am terrified to try and talk to him. Don Jose shot me daggers today with his eyes. I can feel the hatred radiating from the little old man and he has every right to be mad. So maybe I’ll just never leave my apartment again while Don Jose is on duty…too bad he works from 1pm to 10pm every day of the week but Sunday. Looks like I’ll be spending a lot of time in the loft from here on out, unless I get the courage to man up and say I’m sorry.

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  1. OH MY GOD I’M NOT ALONE!!!!!!!!

    Seriously, if I have the guts to post about the shit I did, you would totally not feel so bad and I would win the contest of being the most annoying/funny/messed up/rude/strange drunk ever.

    It’s ok. Really….I was WAY WORSE!

    Comment by My Way — February 23, 2009 @ 5:39 pm

  2. uh oh, bummer. it sucks, but do it. (rather than letting time just calm over)
    he probably already undrstands, being that you were drunk, but feels bad anyway.
    write him a little note, maybe even with something little extra (not suggesting a big gift or anything but maybe you could think of a little token thing to tape on top?)

    its actually a good chance to do something nice and appreciated, and would probably be the right thing to do, though unexpected by him because frankly i dont think most people actually would do it here. people are pretty darn rude to the doormen sometimes (i’ve spent WAY too much time waiting for people in the lobbies haha)

    otherwise, have you considered a retractable fire ladder???

    Comment by lydia — February 23, 2009 @ 6:24 pm

  3. My Way, please write about it. I will feel so much better!!!

    Lydia, yeah, I am trying to get up the courage…I should maybe bake him something. Too bad I don’t bake and/or cook or do anything in the kitchen really. Any suggestions on what I could get him to go along with a note? A note is a good idea anyways, though, since if I have to talk I will be nervous and it won’t come out right. If I write it I can think more about what I want to say you.

    Comment by Mamacita Chilena — February 23, 2009 @ 6:26 pm

  4. haha no and its probably not necessary, just if you happen to think of something. Last time i came to Chile i bought a bag of minnesota coin purses and mini bottles of maple syrup that I now use whenever i need to say thanks or something without making a big deal of it. though thats different than having to go out any buy something now.

    we’ve had a couple things that I was debating whether or not to write a note or just let it smooth with time, and now that i picked the latter i’ve realized it would’ve been way nicer of me to have actually acknowledged it

    good luck!

    Comment by lydia — February 23, 2009 @ 6:45 pm

  5. OK, maybe you should apologize because you were “wrong” but you weren’t THAT wrong. from what you’ve written, he kinda sounds like a jerk for making you feel so bad when absolutely nothing happened. save your guilt for something more fun. it was your birthday, only your friends were at the pool, AND you had been drinking yet you were still totally civil and understanding AND even shed some tears–he sounds like a monster for not understanding. i give you kudos, not shame. say sorry so he doesn’t hate you and thus screw you over (our main doorman does it to Italo for NO apparent reason) , but no guilt, please!

    Comment by Isabel — February 23, 2009 @ 7:14 pm

  6. Lydia, maple syrup, never thought of it but that’s a good, random (and very unique) gift idea.

    Isabel, best blog comment ever, “i give you kudos, not shame.”

    LOL, thanks, ok, so I feel a little less guilty, but I am definitely going to apologize tomorrow.

    Comment by Mamacita Chilena — February 23, 2009 @ 7:34 pm

  7. I agree with your friends, better to apologize right away and I agree that a token gift will probably go a long way. I like your idea of baking something since that is definitely one way to a man’s heart and even tho I didn’t teach you much in the kitchen, I know you can read, therefore you can bake.

    Comment by Ritamae — February 23, 2009 @ 8:56 pm

  8. Haha, bake him dog poop shaped brownies. LOL

    Comment by EvilJoy — February 24, 2009 @ 12:34 am

  9. You know people do the same thing to the folks that work in my building all the time – and they honestly do a LOT worse.

    I don’t drink too often so I’ve avoided doing such things but others have gone way beyond what you’re talking about.

    Someone forced this little old guy to walk to the 7th floor by somehow trapping both elevators up there – I still don’t know how. But the doorman that had to retrieve them is like 75 and moves kind of slow. Then they did it to him again the same night.

    One lady had her kids in the hot tub (little little kids) for over an hour (that’s not safe for an adult). When the doorman asked her to take them and their floating devices out she screamed at him and chased him back to the building leaving her children floating in the tub unattended. I’m pretty sure she was actually sober so what was her excuse – was she trying to boil their internal organs?

    I’d just walk up to him and say your sorry I’m sure he knows that you were drunk by the way you were acting.

    We had a fellow tenant try to get to second base with our dog (tried to kiss him on the nose) when he was drunk (the tenant, not my dog). The thing is my dog has a lot of fear aggression, the man was taller than him, he was just neutered that day (my dog, not the tenant), and was still feeling the affects of anesthesia.

    We knew he was drunk, he said he was sorry – end of story.

    Comment by WDOphoto — February 24, 2009 @ 5:40 am

  10. I don’t know if you actually *have* to apologize. I was there (although also drunk, haha), and I don’t think you were rude about it. You didn’t just ignore him, you explained that you were going to break the rules and understood that he would fine you for it. I mean, there’s a consequence already in place, and it’s not like it’s his house and his rules…he’s just the guy in charge of enforcing them, unfortunately.

    That said, it would of course be nice of you to apologize. I would go about it by saying something like “Don Jose, I hope that I didn’t cause any extra work for you on Saturday, we tried to clean up and the dogs didn’t make any mess. But I know that you still have to fine me for having the dogs down there, and I’m expecting that.” I feel like that would be a way to let him know that you’re prepared to accept the consequences without making it seem like you’re taking responsibility for having done something awful when you didn’t.

    Also, I think Lola barked literally once while they were playing (she gets excited!), and considering how ridiculous some of your neighbors can be about dogs, that might have been enough for someone to call and complain!

    Comment by Emily — February 24, 2009 @ 7:13 am

  11. Yeah a note or an apology will go a long way and it’s better than feeling bad and having to avoid him, right? You know it’s a silly rule, but I know you don’t want him to get in trouble over it. That’s why you probably feel bad. But you really didn’t do anything wrong. You just need to let him know you understand that he’s in a difficult position and you appreciate him trying to help you out.

    Kudos on having courage! :)

    Comment by Ordinary Girl — February 24, 2009 @ 7:13 am

  12. Kyle, I don’t think you should feel that guilty, either… I agree with Isabel. And this is probably going to piss people off… but… aren’t rules “optional” in Chile? I don’t mean to generalize, but to me it’s like a country where people cut in front of you in line, charge you too much for a taxi ride, smoke cigarettes while holding their infants, throw their trash on the ground, don’t tip the waitstaff… etc. etc. At least you weren’t ripping anyone off! Like hello, remember how our LAST doorman, the guy who was supposed to be enforcing the rules, actually was stealing money and taking advantage of the ninas de aseo?
    He’s probably just pushing his weight around since you’re a cute little girl. It’s really not a big deal, but I just wouldn’t do it again any time soon. How would a Chilean deal with it? Probably avoid him for a little bit and act like nothing happened… I don’t think I’ve had too many situations where Chileans apologize for doing something wrong… with the exception of my husband, that is, cause I make him. Anyway, I’m not saying “chileans suck” here but it’s something cultural and I also think he’s making a big deal out of it. You’re just too good of a person!

    Comment by Amanda — February 24, 2009 @ 7:15 am

  13. Definitely get him a little gift or bake him something. Then just give it to him and say you’re sorry about how you acted.

    Comment by Lisa B. — February 24, 2009 @ 7:51 am

  14. Kyle;
    Where do you get it from??? ;0)
    You made me laugh so hard…Can wait to hear how you made peace with Don Jose!

    Caroline

    Comment by Anonymous — February 24, 2009 @ 9:09 am

  15. I agree with Isabel and Amanda that you shouldn’t feel guilty. As Amanda says, rules here are optional. They can´t even walk on the right side of the sidewalk, or at least on the left side, like the weird-o Brits. They just go at it haphazardly, however it works, negotiating with other peds upon meeting them (or crashing into them). I think that is a suitable metaphor to how human relations are here. Especially among people you don’t know well.

    However, if your conscience makes you feel you should apologize, go for it. But have tons of self-respect when doing it and if he doesn’t accept your apology, that’s his problem. I don’t think more is in order than a simple apology.

    Comment by Maeskizzle — February 24, 2009 @ 11:38 am

  16. Ok, sorry to say this, but why tha heck to do you have to apologize?????

    First of all: YOU PAY A RENT meaning you’ve got the right to have fun in your own home. Also meaning, YOU PAY THAT GUY’S SALARY.

    Second of all: are you like the ONLY one that breaks rules in the entire building? Don’t you mean to tell me people don’t play loud music into the wee hours of the morning (ejem, remember the parrilla party and blasting music right under your window while we were there?). Do you see ANYBODY ELSE apologizing to Don José?

    Third of all: If Papi didn’t pee nor poop in the pool or grass, and she didn’t bark at anybody and she didn’t bite anyone… then what tha heck is he pissed off about? Because you DELIBERATELY went against the rules?? IS HE KIDDING YOU??? If Chile is anything like Mexico than how could he expect you NOT to break that dumb rule when you’re having a party, on your BIRTHDAY, WITH ALL YOUR FRIENDS AND IN YOUR OWN HOME BUILDING???!!

    I say fuck it. Let him sulk if he wants to and you can even wink at him in the morning when you pass by his desk.

    – Ok, that was the Mexican side of me that just wrote all that, the American, more diplomatic and peacemaking side says this:

    You should apologize to Mr José and bake him a nice batch of chocolate cookies.

    :D
    Fned.

    Comment by Fned — February 24, 2009 @ 3:44 pm

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