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| - Run away as fast as you can. Half the price, twice the crack heads. I was in a bad place financially when I moved here, so I didn't have much of a choice. Thankfully, things are better, and I'm able to leave this slum in the dust.
Gates are never locked so there are always bums around, separate from the tenants who aren't much better. I walked outside to a girl fight one evening. There were about 15 kids in front of my patio cheering on two girls beating eaching other up.
Management is terrible. Maintenance notices are never given, all of sudden your water will be shut off, and unlike most of the tenants, I have a job so I like to shower in the morning. My oven turns on by itself, and all my complaints have gone unheeded. They never unlock the dirty fitness rooms they rave about, and when you're moving out, don't expect them to fax in a verification to your new landlord. They'll tell them things like you have an unauthorized occupant in the apartment (I had the front office make me a copy of the lease, and then proceeded to point out that my boyfriend did, in fact, sign it) or that you have an unauthorized pet. Thankfully, my new landlord can smell the bull.
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