HOA Built Houses on My Land, I Let Them Finish Construction — Then Showed My Deed In Court!

So, I used to work in a retirement village with a communal restaurant. There was this awful family who, despite being only a 15-minute drive away from the village, would almost never visit their mom. And we can call the mother Sam. Sam was kind. Sam's family were constantly neglecting to provide items such as clothing. And most of Sam's valuables had, in my opinion, been stolen by them, as they were the power of attorney for financial, personal, and health matters. Nothing legally could be done, apparently.

Well, fast forward to a hot Australian Christmas Day. The village is hosting a Christmas lunch for the old people who didn't manage to go out for the day. Families were welcome, but you had to book ahead. The invitation clearly said to bring a jumper as the AC was very cold to cater for the constant opening of the dining room doors with guests coming and going. Naturally, Sam's family failed to book a seat and had to be accommodated last minute. Naturally, they were the only ones without a jumper, too.

I got the privilege of finding them a place to sit, so I dressed Sam in an extra warm, nice outfit and set up the table under the big main AC vent. 10 minutes later, Sam's annoyed son and daughter-in-law approached me and asked, "Can you please turn down the air conditioning? It is too cold." "Yeah, no problem. I can do that," I said, and I did.

I turned that AC down an extra 4°, I think, to 16° C, if memory serves right, which is insanely cold. And Sam's family left earlier than any other family, and Sam was able to spend the rest of Christmas with people who spoke to her like she was a human being.

Also, for context, a jumper is a sweater or jersey. We also used jumper cables to warm up the old people until the aged care commission decided it was a crime.