Hate this place.
Jun. 18th, 2007 01:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chibi_trillianTiff and I are moving to a lovely new two-bedroom apartment with a nice kitchen, big closets, and hardwood floors on July 14th. It will come as a massive relief to us both for many reasons, not the least of which is that our current apartment sucks. Roaches, electrical problems, indifferent maintenance, vicious leasing office, and of course the apartment itself. After months of railing about this shithole, I figured I might as well back up my "this is so totally going on my blog" threats.
So tonight, our upstairs neighbor's son turned the tub on and forgot about it.
We knew about it before they did.
This has happened before, except last time it was the daughter.
Thanks to shoddy construction...
Squish!
...and a poorly designed ventilation system...
...when our neighbors get water on their bathroom floor, it winds up in our apartment.
This time around, they didn't realize the problem until their hallway had flooded as well.
And while I was photographing it for the leasing office's edification (since the representative we asked them to send out never showed up), I decided, what the hell, might as well get the other stuff that was here when we moved in.
We'll start in the bathroom, since I'm already here.
This is under the toilet (plz to excuse the crappy flash). That's quality repair work, that is.
And that reminds me...that hole has a big brother.
A much bigger brother.
That's under our kitchen sink, by the way.
Speaking of under the kitchen sink, when we moved in, we could not for the life of us figure out why that cabinet had so much water damage.
We found out the hard way. The drainpipe had a hole about the size of a nickel in it, and every time either of our upstairs neighbors used their sink, the wastewater wound up in our kitchen.
Three repairs later, it's still leaking.
That cloth started out bleach-white, by the way.
While I'm in the kitchen, let's look at the floor.
You can't see it, but there's some serious warping where those cracks are. Makes it quite a pain to vacuum and mop the floor. That runs the length of the kitchen. Wish it ran the width of our kitchen...
...because our kitchen isn't very wide. That would be our open fridge door and the three inches of space between it and the cabinets. No, there's no other way to turn it--it checks up against the useless breakfast bar and won't open at all if we turn it the other way.
And where the fridge is plugged in...dude, where's my switchplate?
This apartment had no switchplates at all when we moved in. We had to request that some be put in, and they didn't bring enough and never got around to making a repeat visit. Incidentally, we also had no toilet paper holders in the bathroom, and had to request those as well.
Finally, I'm going to wander over to our main means of escape from this place, the front door.
Yes, that is as far as it closes. It didn't lock for the first month that we lived here--we just kind of prayed a lot that nobody would steal anything. We're ahead of most of our neighbors, though--many of them have brass plates around their doorknobs, subtle signals that Baltimore County's boys in blue paid a visit and knocked on the door very strenuously, and also that the apartment complex is too cheap to replace doors that have been kicked open.
The most entertaining thing? The apartment complex will probably charge us for this damage when we move out.
So tonight, our upstairs neighbor's son turned the tub on and forgot about it.
We knew about it before they did.
This has happened before, except last time it was the daughter.
Thanks to shoddy construction...
Squish!
...and a poorly designed ventilation system...
...when our neighbors get water on their bathroom floor, it winds up in our apartment.
This time around, they didn't realize the problem until their hallway had flooded as well.
And while I was photographing it for the leasing office's edification (since the representative we asked them to send out never showed up), I decided, what the hell, might as well get the other stuff that was here when we moved in.
We'll start in the bathroom, since I'm already here.
This is under the toilet (plz to excuse the crappy flash). That's quality repair work, that is.
And that reminds me...that hole has a big brother.
A much bigger brother.
That's under our kitchen sink, by the way.
Speaking of under the kitchen sink, when we moved in, we could not for the life of us figure out why that cabinet had so much water damage.
We found out the hard way. The drainpipe had a hole about the size of a nickel in it, and every time either of our upstairs neighbors used their sink, the wastewater wound up in our kitchen.
Three repairs later, it's still leaking.
That cloth started out bleach-white, by the way.
While I'm in the kitchen, let's look at the floor.
You can't see it, but there's some serious warping where those cracks are. Makes it quite a pain to vacuum and mop the floor. That runs the length of the kitchen. Wish it ran the width of our kitchen...
...because our kitchen isn't very wide. That would be our open fridge door and the three inches of space between it and the cabinets. No, there's no other way to turn it--it checks up against the useless breakfast bar and won't open at all if we turn it the other way.
And where the fridge is plugged in...dude, where's my switchplate?
This apartment had no switchplates at all when we moved in. We had to request that some be put in, and they didn't bring enough and never got around to making a repeat visit. Incidentally, we also had no toilet paper holders in the bathroom, and had to request those as well.
Finally, I'm going to wander over to our main means of escape from this place, the front door.
Yes, that is as far as it closes. It didn't lock for the first month that we lived here--we just kind of prayed a lot that nobody would steal anything. We're ahead of most of our neighbors, though--many of them have brass plates around their doorknobs, subtle signals that Baltimore County's boys in blue paid a visit and knocked on the door very strenuously, and also that the apartment complex is too cheap to replace doors that have been kicked open.
The most entertaining thing? The apartment complex will probably charge us for this damage when we move out.
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Date: 2007-06-18 05:32 am (UTC)And yeah, landlords like that dickhead behavior of blaming you for damage caused by others, don't they?
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Date: 2007-06-18 08:56 am (UTC)UH, AND YOU WILL OF COURSE NOT PAY?! D:
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Date: 2007-06-18 08:57 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-06-18 10:39 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-06-18 11:58 am (UTC)Congrats on finding a new place to live. The utter pain-in-the-ass of moving has to be vastly outweighed by the improvement in iving conditions.
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Date: 2007-06-19 01:10 pm (UTC)