Here at Blenvale, we believe in accountability.
Just not for ourselves.
Instead, we proudly subscribe to the ancient art of blaming the victim – with a smug grin and a legal invoice in hand.
Because when a disabled woman stands up to harassment, demands her legal rights, and wins in court?
“She’s just upset she didn’t get her way.”
Translation:
She wore a short skirt. What did she expect?
đź‘ Chapter 1: The Skirt Was Too Loud
I asked for basic accommodation under the Human Rights Code.
They responded with lawyers, lies, and character assassination.
And when the court said I was right? They shrugged and said:
“Well, she did speak confidently in the AGM. Clearly, she provoked us.”
So sorry for not whispering “please” into a filing cabinet while begging for rights I already had.
🪞Chapter 2: Why Was She Even Here?
Let’s not forget that at the AGM, one fine gentleman asked:
“Why did she even move here if she needed a service dog?”
Why did Rosa Parks sit at the front of the bus?
Why did Galileo look through the telescope?
The answer, dear board members, is because she had the right.
The real question is:
Why are you still on the board after losing twice?
đź’„Chapter 3: Her Tone Was All Wrong
The tribunal ruled in my favour.
The court upheld the ruling.
Damages were awarded.
Costs were ordered.
$300,000 vanished into legal quicksand.
Their takeaway?
“She sounded upset.”
Yes. I was upset.
You’d be upset too if you were gaslit by three people in pleated slacks pretending they’re the Supreme Court of Canada.
🎠Curtain Call: The Board Goes Incognito
Now, after all this – after losing on every count, after never notifying owners about the appeal, after getting wrecked in court again – what do they do?
Do they issue a statement?
Do they apologize?
Do they resign?
Of course not.
They vanish. Poof. No memos. No eye contact. No comment.
It’s like watching the Titanic blame the iceberg and then politely ghost the passengers.
🧯Final Scene: The Gaslight Tango
Let’s be clear.
I didn’t provoke.
I didn’t manipulate.
I didn’t escalate.
I endured. I fought back. I won.
But when you live in Blenvale?
Truth is rude.
Assertiveness is aggression.
And justice is… inconvenient.
So next time you hear “She’s just upset,”
remember: it’s easier to blame the fire alarm than admit the building’s on fire.
Disclaimer: This post is satire and opinion. Read full disclaimer.
