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14 July 2007 @ 01:03 am
"the cheapest motherfuckers on the face of the planet"  
thescottishguy was telling us about how cheap his new landlords are and I thought I would solicit evil landlord stories. How cheap was your landlord or landlady? What was your worst rental experience? How bad was the state of repair in your apartment? Were you driven to the edge of homicide?

Or...how many cockroaches does it take to screw in a light bulb?
 
 
 
Mari Adkins: harlan vampires seriesmariadkins on July 14th, 2007 03:30 pm (UTC)
(i had to break this up because it got very long and LJ wouldn't let me post it whole)

Well, the new owner's solution, in mid-August, wasn't to punish the people upstairs, but us, apparently. We had a choice. We could move into one of two townhouses, or tough it out. Honestly, we should have toughed it out. We could take a townhouse in the back of beyond out by the pool and clubhouse or one close to where we already where, but which opened up right onto the parking lot. Preston and I were screaming and yelling almost constantly at this point. He said if we were moving and being forced to leave our home, we had to take the first townhouse - because it would be ready two weeks sooner than the other. Otherwise he wasn't moving.

Now, Preston's never understood that you don't leave major life decisions up to emotionally distraught Maris because the decisions they make always come out being the exact wrong ones.

:headwall:

We never got to see this apartment until the morning we moved into it. It's a pit. I stood here and cried. Honestly, I spent the first four months we lived here in tears. By the time we lost Grey Lady in mid-January, I was ready just to curl up and say "fukidol".

See, they didn't tell us until we started moving that I couldn't take "my" new appliances from #26 and bring them to this one. The appliances in this apartment are old, filthy, and don't run worth a damn. The freezer defrosts and/or runs at its own discretion (sometimes it do, sometimes it don't); the fridge doesn't hold a proper temperature, either. The back burners on the stove won't boil water - this is the gods' honest truth. None of the appliances had been cleaned before we moved in; it took Preston almost six weeks to get the oven clean enough for us to use. The cabinets in this kitchen (larger than the old kitchen) are apparently original to the complex (and this side of teh complex is 40 years old). I have seven I can't even use, and two drawers I can't use. I had to throw an absolute bitch fit to get them to rebuild the cabinet beneath the sink; it was so full of mold and so rotten that I couldn't bear to get around it -- let alone use it? Riight. Sure.

Gods know when the carpeting and vinyl in this place has been replaced. And the kitchen and entry were so filthy that almost a year later, we've still never been able to get them "clean". Even clean enough to say "clean". You know? It makes me sick thinking about it. The vinyl in the upstairs bathroom? It looks like it's circa 1985. Seriously. And I wouldn't be surprised if it was.

The bathtub leaks like a sieve - right down the wall between my kitchen and dining room. I should take pictures of the "outside" damage it's done; I hate to think what's *between* the wall...

They came in and did some very minor repairs after we first moved in. But Preston and I both were told that any major repairs (the bathtub, the mold, the ill-fitting windows, the horrible front door and its bad locks, and more) won't even be considered until we move out.

So no. I got the short end of the stick. I got punished. And the people who lived above #26? They moved out at the end of October. Fueling my depression even more.

There's more. A lot more. But that's the general crux.
Mari Adkins: dork in a bonnetmariadkins on July 14th, 2007 03:31 pm (UTC)
I have to say, that as bad as all this has been, this isn't anywhere near as bad as the hell we went through at the complex we moved away from in 2005...
Tapatitapati on July 15th, 2007 08:09 am (UTC)
Ugh...I know you probably can't bear the thought, but maybe you can find a much better place when you're able to face moving again.

To have to deal with that on top of everything else!

{{{hugs}}}
Mari Adkinsmariadkins on July 15th, 2007 05:10 pm (UTC)
Oh we've talked about moving. We just can't afford to move.