Showing posts with label sonchris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sonchris. Show all posts

May 15, 2009

AHHHHHH.

oh my goooodness.

i knew my apartment wasn't anything SPECIAL, but i've learned some information that i can't unlearn...


when we moved we were so rushed that we hadn't even viewed the suite we ended up in. i wanted originally to rent a different suite but the landlord told me how nice this other one was and that i should take it instead, so whatever, i thought apartments are all so generic so it didn't matter much. we signed the lease and then i took off to europe.

it was mentioned it had been "a lot of work" to clean this particular place. but last night i learned the full extent of the "work" done. i got to hanging out with the ex-resident manager of my building (he quite working for her and was charged like $3000 in his move out inspection) - the previous crackheaded tenants were here for 7 years and the horrors include: barf on the floors, syringes in the cupboards and potential poop on the walls. apparently the fridge hadn't been working for about 2 years and was full of all kinds of rotten, there was a fish in the oven, ketchup on the ceiling, and they had used the screen doors roller as an ash tray. i was assured everything was pressure washed, gutted, and replaced - we have a new fridge, oven, and sink and the walls are new and the resident manager told me that he himself would live in the suite after the cleaning he gave it. but that's not comforting me quite enough. two glaring exceptions to the "everything was replaced" claim are haunting me - the carpet and the bathtub. dun dun dun.

my skin is just a crawlin'. i need to get out of here now now now now.

in addition to that mind fuck, i've ALSO heard that the $3000 charge upon moving out is to be expected, there are melting extension cords in the furnace room, and she has held tenants' shoes hostage several times! i've also learned the commotion that i have sometimes heard but never witnessed because i don't have a fucking peep hole was most likely crackheads doing cracky things in the hallways. half the "lowlifes" (as she was caught on tape calling the tenants) in the building are filing lawsuits and getting out, and they have files and files on her indiscriminate business practices.

again, i knew it wasn't the suavest building, and i definitely knew the landlord was crazy, but i couldn't have imagined all of this.