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| Angelika/Mike Schilli |
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Angelika We were quite surprised at how quickly a buyer was finally found for our apartment building (Rundbrief 08/2025). In September, the deal went through, and everything was finalized. However, to this day, we have no idea who the buyer actually is. He has not made a single appearance. No introduction, no information, nothing. Instead, a property management company is now taking care of everything, from collecting rent to repairs and renovations of vacant apartments. It's quite convenient to finally have a reliable point of contact who knows what they're doing and has been handling things fairly promptly so far.
In recent weeks, various necessary improvements have been made as required by the city of San Francisco, which had been somewhat neglected until now. Smoke detectors are now installed in every room (except in the bathroom). Although we already had some before, there were significantly fewer. Now we have to be extremely careful that even harmless steam from cooking or blowing out a bunch of candles doesn't set off the alarm. Then, one day, diligent workers installed new connecting conduit with alarm boxes in our built-in closets, which are now connected to the central fire alarm system, just like the ones in communal areas like the stairwells. It is a requirement that the fire alarm in the stairwell must be audible in every room of the apartment.
Our old elevator, on the other hand, still hasn't been modernized. With beautiful regularity, it gets stuck en route. By now, we know a few tricks to get it running again, like pulling the stop button and pushing it back in, or walking through the entire building to check on each floor if the elevator doors are closed.
Despite everything, I miss the personal contact with our old landlord Gus, who would always drop by from time to time and talk with us about everything under the sun.