We live in a cheap, but very cute apartment. My only real complaints are that we don't have a yard for the dog, and we have next to NO storage. Also it's an old-ish place and we can hear EVERYTHING that goes on upstairs.
Since we've had the baby (well, before that), our upstairs neighbors have been incredibly loud. We never complained or thumped our ceiling or anything until we had the baby here, though. We should have complained to the office, or called the cops, but we never did. On two occasions after the baby was born, it got out of hand up there and we thumped the ceiling to make them stop. They did, but not without yelling smart-alec remarks. And even just in day-to-day conversation, they ought to get a Guinness award for dropping the F-bomb.
Since then, someone continues to break into my car, even though by now, they KNOW there is nothing in there to steal. Last week, they finally took our burned CD's (no big deal). But they also broke my center console. Our lock is broken and will cost $100 to fix; that's why they keep getting in there. In the mean time I've figured out how to lock that door, even though it's a pain to get in and out now.
Anyhow - the worst part happened today. My landlord, whom I've never even seen before, knocked on my door today like the d*** SWAT team and spoke to me in a way I've never been spoken to before. He was angry, rude, and just mean. To him I was just another young deadbeat, irresponsible student.
We are late on the rent, and I knew that. I was simply waiting for Friday to pay everything all at once. I didn't know it was so urgent. This place, unfortunately, is not managed very well. I've gotten wrong late notices, etc, in the past. We just assumed they hadn't' gotten around to sticking a notice on our door; it's happened before.
Anyway, the guy said he had put 4 notices on my door himself, so he KNOWS I got them. The problem is, I haven't seen anything!! He was going to evict me tomorrow!!! It took him some time to realize that I was telling the truth. It took me a while to realize what happened: Our upstairs neighbors must be taking them off the door so that we DO get evicted. They don't like the baby crying, and they don't like it when we tell them they're being way too loud.
I'm not an unreasonable person. I understand there is noise when you live in an apartment. That's why, even though if I recorded the noise and played it, anyone would be shocked at how loud they get, we never complained. But I can't believe someone would do that to someone else. Anyway, I went to the office and paid us all most all the way up. The landlord apologized. He believes me and offered to transfer us to another unit. All those times, we SHOULD HAVE complained about those neighbors. We SHOULD HAVE called the cops. And I can't believe anyone would think that I would EVER risk not having a roof over my precious daughter's head, just for the heck of it! I had no idea!
I'm just so sad. It was awful being talked to that way, and I just don't understand how people can be so cruel to each other. We have NEVER done anything to them. I want to move, out of spite, but maybe this could be an opportunity to downsize and save up even more money. Since I broke into tears when I went to pay him, and told him what I think happened, the landlord is going to waive all late fees and we'll be totally caught up on Friday. Our other neighbors are really nice - maybe I'll ask them to help us catch whoever keeps messing with the car. They'd probably be just as happy to find out once I explain to them why (their window looks right out onto our car).
The kicker? The house we've been so excited to save for? It sat on the market for 9 months. The owner was going to lease option it to us. I thought maybe what happened today was a sign that we should get outta here now instead of staying in this tiny place to pay down bills, putting up with these horrible people upstairs. And isn't it everyone's dream to have a direct view of the GREENISH-BROWN swimming pool that never gets cleaned out until Summer comes back around?
Well, the house I've been dreaming about for months is sold. As of yesterday. *SOB* uch:
Since we've had the baby (well, before that), our upstairs neighbors have been incredibly loud. We never complained or thumped our ceiling or anything until we had the baby here, though. We should have complained to the office, or called the cops, but we never did. On two occasions after the baby was born, it got out of hand up there and we thumped the ceiling to make them stop. They did, but not without yelling smart-alec remarks. And even just in day-to-day conversation, they ought to get a Guinness award for dropping the F-bomb.
Since then, someone continues to break into my car, even though by now, they KNOW there is nothing in there to steal. Last week, they finally took our burned CD's (no big deal). But they also broke my center console. Our lock is broken and will cost $100 to fix; that's why they keep getting in there. In the mean time I've figured out how to lock that door, even though it's a pain to get in and out now.
Anyhow - the worst part happened today. My landlord, whom I've never even seen before, knocked on my door today like the d*** SWAT team and spoke to me in a way I've never been spoken to before. He was angry, rude, and just mean. To him I was just another young deadbeat, irresponsible student.
We are late on the rent, and I knew that. I was simply waiting for Friday to pay everything all at once. I didn't know it was so urgent. This place, unfortunately, is not managed very well. I've gotten wrong late notices, etc, in the past. We just assumed they hadn't' gotten around to sticking a notice on our door; it's happened before.
Anyway, the guy said he had put 4 notices on my door himself, so he KNOWS I got them. The problem is, I haven't seen anything!! He was going to evict me tomorrow!!! It took him some time to realize that I was telling the truth. It took me a while to realize what happened: Our upstairs neighbors must be taking them off the door so that we DO get evicted. They don't like the baby crying, and they don't like it when we tell them they're being way too loud.
I'm not an unreasonable person. I understand there is noise when you live in an apartment. That's why, even though if I recorded the noise and played it, anyone would be shocked at how loud they get, we never complained. But I can't believe someone would do that to someone else. Anyway, I went to the office and paid us all most all the way up. The landlord apologized. He believes me and offered to transfer us to another unit. All those times, we SHOULD HAVE complained about those neighbors. We SHOULD HAVE called the cops. And I can't believe anyone would think that I would EVER risk not having a roof over my precious daughter's head, just for the heck of it! I had no idea!
I'm just so sad. It was awful being talked to that way, and I just don't understand how people can be so cruel to each other. We have NEVER done anything to them. I want to move, out of spite, but maybe this could be an opportunity to downsize and save up even more money. Since I broke into tears when I went to pay him, and told him what I think happened, the landlord is going to waive all late fees and we'll be totally caught up on Friday. Our other neighbors are really nice - maybe I'll ask them to help us catch whoever keeps messing with the car. They'd probably be just as happy to find out once I explain to them why (their window looks right out onto our car).
The kicker? The house we've been so excited to save for? It sat on the market for 9 months. The owner was going to lease option it to us. I thought maybe what happened today was a sign that we should get outta here now instead of staying in this tiny place to pay down bills, putting up with these horrible people upstairs. And isn't it everyone's dream to have a direct view of the GREENISH-BROWN swimming pool that never gets cleaned out until Summer comes back around?
Well, the house I've been dreaming about for months is sold. As of yesterday. *SOB* uch: