Serenity RCF

We are a business down the road from this facility, and it’s a behavioral facility that is open for its clients to come and go as they please, which seems nice except one of their clients, has a hobby of panhandling and harassing staff and patrons of local businesses for money, to by alcohol, they routinely harass women knocking on their car windows demanding money and walking into business to harass customers, regardless of telling them to stop or calling the facility to report the behavior, the staff says there is nothing they can do, this is a facility for clients with behavioral problems but they can’t do anything to control the behavior of their clients, this level of incompetence is baffling to me

I live next door to this facility and this is my friend's experience with them today. If that wheelchair bound lady is your family member, you might want to reconsider her placement. "I was trying to share some pictures of a place next to my friends apartment building that I had the unfortunate experience with today. Can't get them to load! Ugh. I drove to Portland to take sadie to my cat daycare. (Angelia Paulin) This woman in a push wheel chair is sitting by a parking cone half in the middle of Powell Blvd. I thought maybe she was homeless or something because of the condition she was in. I got out of my car moved the stupid parking cone and asked this woman with no feet and only a pair of shorts and tank top on if she needed any help. She had no water nothing. I asked where she lived. She pointed off to the side. I asked if I could help her. She was physically exhausted barely able to speak. She was not a small woman. I had to push the wheel chair over to the driveway of a nearby apartment building. This was not an easy task for me. Then almost a half a block later she points at the building she said she lived in. OKAY! NOT! Then a downward slope into the front door. I was afraid I was going to lose her. No button at the door to open it. She reached up to turn and pull the door open. I got her inside what I thought was maybe asst. Living? 2 women in scrubs looked at me. Apparently standing visitors were rare. One of them asked me where I FOUND HER AT? I was floored. I just pushed her from out of the raod. I was so livid. Apparently it was not a well staffed business. I was not nice. I was not polite. I said, apparently no one seemed to care that this woman couldn't get herself out of the busy road. Then this one woman thought it would be okay to dress me down on manners. Yeah, NO! I am not in shape to push 200 pound plus people down a crappy sidewalk. I asked the woman if she was okay, turned around to leave and one of the wemon in scrubs thought she was talking to a door mat. I gave her the finger as I walked out the door. I started crying I was so overwhelmed with emotions for this discarded person. I just lost it."