MouseJunkie
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- Jul 29, 2005
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Oh, apartment living. I remember it well.
The kitchen with fruit flies coming out of the sink because of the disgusting mess in the guy upstairs' kitchen. Had to go clean his kitchen.![]()
The drunk who set his house on fire or fell asleep on the common landing. "Just climb over him kids." With the fire - called THAT DAY to up the renter's insurance. Told them about the guy and the fire and would that be a problem, they said the insurance would not only be there but that I was wise to up it.
The lovely sound of "romance" in the next apartment. And the prayers the woman was always saying. Oh God. Oh God. God spent a lot of time there, I guess.
The guy who beat his wife. And the wife coming over when she'd been beaten.
The drug dealer across the hall who wasn't SO bad, but had customers who puked in the hallway (and left other garbage as well) and came banging on his door at all hours screaming his name.
Attempting to exit the apartment only to find a cop right outisde the door with his gun drawn who didn't even look at me, but loudly and quickly commanded me to "Get back in the house!" Half an hour spent fully dressed in the bathtub to avoid being in the line of fire. Idiot robbed the bank down the street, but his girlfriend (the getaway driver) left him while he was inside.![]()
There are just so many joys to apartment living.
OP, I felt your pain! But...
Kids run around and play. They bang. That's what kids do. If you're going to live in an apartment, sometimes you just have to suck it up and make-do. Next time, try to live on the top floor.
If I could work out deals with all of those neighbors to make my life fairly livable (and I did it, even with the drug dealer - got his respect, cooperation and a sort-of friendship)...you can, too!
Grin and bear it and save every cent you can to get the hell out.![]()
Holy whole HERD of COWS now that's really bad!!!! Yeah, next time I'll question in much much greater detail. Unfortunately, my biggest concern as far as the unit location itself was that it was ground floor because of Elvis being 10. Stairs would be way too hard on him. Lesson learned.