Residents of Manhattan's most luxurious housing complex know the name Stuyvesant Town is synonymous with inconvenience but a walk through the complex this morning reveals that half of Stuy Town is off limits to cars.Both the 20th Street Loop and the 14th Street Loop are simultaneously undergoing repaving, again. Each of the two major access roads have been repaved on a yearly basis the past three years for no apparent reason.
For the next eight weeks residents who rely on the roads to park their cars are now forced to find alternative parking on the city streets or park in one of Stuyvesant Town's parking garages, for a fee of course. Oh, that's the reason.
Emergency vehicles, who already have a tough time navigating the maze-like property, now have the added handicap of trying to clearly identify buildings once they get beyond the large, green fencing put up around the construction sites. When every second counts, first responders will also have to cut their way through the fencing.
Is there anything more luxurious than paying top dollar for eight weeks, (more like twelve with the way Tish-Spy runs Stuy Town), of noise pollution, insufficient parking, and having your emergency services delayed? Just asking.
Nothing about management surprises me anymore. When management's first act of random stupidity was made public by means of their proposed architectural drawings promising floating marshlands, tenants were informed just how wacky these guys really are. Flash forward two years and they still have no idea how to manage a residential property. This is evident by the recent renaming of the oval "amenities" to oval "essentials". Everyone in real estate knows if you call something an amenity, the rent stabilized tenants get it for free, forever. Did Tishman Speyer know this? No. It took them two years to figure out the real estate definition of "amenity" and I still question if they fully understand it today.
My goodness. Where do they expect all the moving vans to park? That's what I see every day on the loops...these vans...full of the sad belongings of those poor market rate tenants who can't afford yet another $600 yearly rent increase. Stuyvesant Town has become just like a hair salon, where no one can hear the screams...
It's all too much to bear. Prozac party in the Oval tonight!