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Your most interesting apartment
was just fondly rememberin my old apt......on high street....in the ghetto.....only payin $150 for my portion of the rent, and wondering if anyone else has any apt horror stories....bugs? shag carpeting? a kitchen floor that had a slope?
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I had two different apartments in college that you actually had to go under the back porch to go in. The houses were both built into hillsides (Athens is very hilly). All in all, they weren't that bad, but one was so small I had to sign the rent check in shorthand. Only lived there for a summer, though.
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The one apartment I lived in wasn't so bad....four girls (all ADPi's) in a 2-bedroom apartment. We each paid $147 a month, then split the electric and cable bills four ways, and the phone bill was based upon spliting the basic costs, and each girl paying her long distance charges. The only problems we had there was one roommate not paying her part of the phone bill, so our phone was continually shut off (had to connect my cell phone to use as my primary phone in order for anyone to get a hold of me!). The other problem we had was after we moved out...the apartment complex charged us for "damages" - $152, but since they had no one's forwarding address, they sent the bill to collections and it went on two of the roommates' credit reports (because their names were the first two on the list)....I sent my roommate my portion of the damages check after she told me about it.....but I LOVED living in that apartment (we had so much fun!!! :D ;) )
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The first time I had my own place, it was on the top floor of a brownstone that used to be a private residence before it was divided into apartments. In my bathroom, there was what used to be a laundry chute to the basement but when the building was divided they sealed it up except for the chute between my bathroom and the bathroom of the guy who lived below me. Don't know why it was that way, it just was.
The floor in my bathroom squeaked so when he was in his bathroom he could hear that I was in mine and a few times I heard him desperately calling up that he was in *dire* need of toilet paper and could I toss a roll his way! Oh! And if the tenants of any of the other 5 apartments flushed their toilet while I was showering it would suck up all the cold water and I'd get scalded. In fact, I think I am living in the lap of luxury now because you could flush any toilet in my house while I was in the shower and I wouldn't even notice :D Hey, I'm not hard to please! |
I am either fortunate, or unfortunate to have had many different apartments. Combination of remodeling and psycho roommates has brought this post to life.
1) My apartment at the intersection of BEAVER and CHERRY streets NO JOKE. The decor was a scary combination of The Brady Bunch meets Three's Company. It was an upstairs downstairs with two bedrooms, one and a half baths, and a small garden/patio. However the color theme was avocado green, mustard yellow, and burnt orange. We decorated with macrame plant hangers, a hideous plaid couch, and of course an 8 track player blasting ABBA. The bathrooms and kitchen were avocado green, and even the appliances were that color. Orange shag carpeting is a crime against humanity. 2) Lived in a house on Beaver street for a summer and fall. Cute 1920's bungalow with a porch out front and on the side. I had a vegtable garden in the back, and a persimmon tree in the front. We'd sit on the porch and drink beer, play the guitar, or BBQ. Met a lot of the neighbors just being lazy on the porch. Though we had racoons under the house, grrr. 3) Lived in an apartment on Elliott Ave. We dubbed it SMELLIOT. The inside of the apartment was nice, but the hallway and outside were run down. The carpet in the hallway looked as if someone was shot or stabbed and dragged down the hall. We moved in right before Christmas, and my roommate went to stay with her family a couple of hours away. My boyfriend helped me move in, and then stayed a couple of days. After he left the toilet became possessed by Satan. I wouldn't have used it, and then all of a sudden it would make these belching noises and overflow. The supe though it was a plastic bag from the last tennants, but no. When he replaced the whole toilet, he found a hypodermic needle lodged down in there. Really classy. 4) My Alaska apartments have been similar. Psycho broken heaters that don't work in the winter, and only on 90 degree days. My last place had water so hot if you sat on the toilet your butt would sweat. My friend rang the door bell and it fell off the inside of the door. The floors are all uneven as well as the doors, but that could be due to permafrost resettling. |
Do summer apartments count??
Cause if they do- I take the cake. Picture a nice huge Victorian House in beautiful North Wildwood, New Jersey, only one block from the beach. Then picture me, beneath the pourch in, what we think was, the servent's quarters, with no air. It was a studio apartment, with the bedroom area just large enough for a queen size bed. the kitchen and the living room were the same...there was orginally just me living there. then my best friend moved in. and then a guy friend who was evicted moved it. mind you last summer was like the hottest or close to it, on record in nj. when you sat on the toliet, your knees hit the wall. the shower was so small and the apt would get so hot if you took a shower, that we all showered in the outside shower. did i mention we didn't have air?? we used to have a 'fancy liquid treat' aka some form of alcohol almost every night, just to fall asleep. looking back, i wouldn't change it for a thing- i had a blast!!! if i had the $$$ i would do it all over again. |
My most interesting was on John Street in New York. The building was simply awful - the neighborhood was embarrassing! - but that's where the company I was with owned the most beautiful penthouse apartment, on the top floor of a nasty old building!
We had 3 bedrooms, a kitchen, living/dining, bathroom - all updated with wood floors etc, and the best party deck in the city! We would take visitors to the top of the WTC so they could see the big "Hi Cuties" sign we had placed on top of the deck's roof. I'm just glad I only lived there in the summer because it would have been deadly cold from all the windows in the winter! I just came across some pictures from that summer (my roomie was a DZ!) and got so nostalgic... (edited to add: the building is scheduled to be torn down in the aftermath of 9/11/2001. My favorite photo is a b&w one of Roomie & I on the deck, with the WTC looming in the background.) |
My most interesting apartment would have to be the one I lived in while in Austin. The name of the place was (and I kid you not) Manions on the Green Spa and Resort . If you go to their website HERE you'll see a little bit of what the mansions looked like. We lived in the Minori of Phase 1. We had all the amenities for free...three swim pools (1 lap pool, 1 regular pool, 1 lazy river), tanning bed and sauna (free), huge gym (free), 2 pool tables, indoor big screen with theater seating for a movie night, Cabana with Free Friday Night happy hour...
Let's just say I was living in the "Good Life" (Nebraska's State motto btw :p ). I would have to say it was pretty darn nice. BTW: If you look at the map of phase 1 our mansion building was #16. ;) |
In my apartment there used to be 5 of us. 3 in one room and 2 in the other. I was part of the triple but my KKPsi bro moved out cuz he couldn't stand the bad roomie. I had to stick in the apartment becuz my name is on the lease and so is the bad roomie's.
The rest of the people in the apartment all hate this guy and we hope to never again consort with him ever again. The bad roomie behavior: 1. Stays up till 7 playing on the computer with his load keyboard. 2. Chats on aim same as above. 3. Plays his quitar loud. 4. Tells us to get ear plugs even when the rest of us respect quiet hours. 5. Doesn't clean up the bathroom. 6. His definition of "chores" is doing his own laundry. 7. Didn't help out when the rest of us were combating the bugs. 8. Blames us for the bugs. 9. Blamed someone else for a laundry key that he lost. 10. He likes to point out the "fallacies" in our personalities. 11. Fake ass attention wanting liberal (I respect liberals that know their stuff). 12. Likes to take out his problems on the rest of us. 13. Gets pissed off at me when our toilet doesn't flush everything (It happens from time to time). 14. Likes to stomp around the apartment like he commands the place. 15. Was once a friend until he burned all his bridges and didn't take the many opportunities to mend it. I talked with his former roomates from last year and they all hated him as well. I wish I knew of that long before deciding to live with him. |
When I was in grad school, my then-fiance and I shared an apartment in student family housing. It was TINY - under 600 square feet. We had a 12x12 bedroom; we had to get a queen-size bed because if you put a king-size bed in there, there was no room for anything else, including yourselves. Then there was a 12x24 "other" room that was our combination living room / dining room / office. The remaining 12x12 contained the entryway, kitchen, bathroom, and hall closet - all of which were really little.
The windows were single-pane glass, and huge. The apartment faced east and south. We baked in the summer and froze in the winter. We had this gorgeous view that we couldn't look at because we had to keep the curtains drawn to keep the heat in or out. There was no A/C, so we got a window unit which we blasted all summer long (all utilities except long distance were included :cool: ) - Unfortunately the A/C slot was tilted the wrong way, so the condensation dripped INTO the room and ruined the floor tiles. As with all the dorms, the heat was centrally controlled. If you didn't like the setting, tough - you could get a space heater or open the windows. When we moved out, they charged us $75 to clean the curtains. We hadn't even done anything to them. :mad: The killer is that that wasn't the smallest type of unit in the building. That was a corner apartment. There were also center apartments and studios that were even smaller! AND they changed the rules the year after we moved in, to state that in order to get a corner, you had to have a baby. I don't know where you would even PUT a baby in that apt!! (Luckily we were grandfathered into our corner unit :) ) |
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First off we lived in a neighborhood where we were the only ones that didn't speak a foreign language besides the potheads upstairs that sent Monimoo love poems! Our kitchen HILL- slope whatever- you ran out of breathe walking from the living room to the bedrooms. We had old sheets that Monica had used for a toga dance as our curtains because it was ghetto and they were ghetto- Oh and couch covered in sheets that our friends signed because it was so hideous. BUT the rent was only $150 a month, and our landlord Larry was awesome and sweet old man!! So all in all I guess i learned a lot living in the ghetto- it was fuN! |
I liked my apartment over in Friendship. It had a big round turret on the front of the house...my living room was in the turret. And walking up 3 floors kept me fit. It was too small, though.
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I guess you could call my last place a campus-owned efficiency.
It was TERRIBLE. It was pretty much in a condition good enough to be torn down (for about 3 years and counting) but the school has not torn it down for a few reasons.... 1. There wasn't another building available to hold the same number of occupants 2. Five out of the six sororities had chapter rooms in that building, and wouldn't have a place to have meetings or anything if it was torn down The building itself was just terrible-looking. Inside the rooms was just white cinderblock, which is just ugly! The tub was probably older than the moon... When it rained outside, I had a lovely puddle of rain right inside in front of the door.... apparently we either have horizontal rain, or the door was a *little* bit too high off the floor. In the fall, I got a lovely bunch of bugs that were attracted to light.. to this day I have no idea what type of bugs they are, but they were the most disgusting things ever... if I had all my lights off and my computer monitor on, they would fly kamakazi-style towards my computer monitor. I was scared to sleep in that room.. a few times I would just sleep with the lights on or crash at a friends apartment. In one weekend I used an ENTIRE CAN OF RAID! :eek: I was SOOOOOOO glad to finally move out! |
I lived in the Southgate apartments at Florida Tech. They are ghetto! For one, they haven't been renovated since the 70s. The floors need replaced, the entire damn kitchen needs replaced... and every year they just slop a new coat of paint on the walls. The stairs were crumbling concrete, and the iron railings were rusted. The (in relative terms) new buildings were a little nicer, but they had cockroaches.
The worst part though, was the neighborhood. It was right at the border of some lower-class housing, so people were always knocking on our door asking for money and people would get mugged behind some of the buildings. I moved out of there as soon as possible! My little sister though is still living there! She's nuts! |
My original college apartment was pretty nice, perfect size for my fiance and myself, and an extra roomie from time to time.
However, we had some bizarre neighbors one floor down and one unit over - their apartment's kitchen had windows that would open up to the parking lot. The interesting individuals living there had a thriving home based recreational pharmaceutical business (aka drug dealing), and the kitchen window made for a convenient drive thru! They were finally driven out of business by some competition - we heard some loud noises and breaking glass one night, and, once the police arrived - we were able to see what happened. Apparently either their competitors or an upset customer "filed a complaint" by shattering every last piece of glass in every window of their apartment. The next evening, the apartment was vacant, and we had new "normal" neighbors move in a week or so later. This was also the apartment that I lived rent-free for two months. The landlord paid me $25 to snowblow the sidewalks, and we got LOTS of snow those two months. I think I cleared $75 to live there one month. |
I love my apt! I've lived here since I moved out of the dorms, and I'll be here 'til I graduate. Not only do I have my own HUGE room, it's a ten minute walk to class and it's in the middle of Fraternity Row. So when I stumble home at 3 a.m., I only have to go across the street. ;)
The best part of my house is the basement. It's the scariest damn basement anyone has ever seen. It looks like the final scene from teh Blair Witch Project, AND it has an honest to goodness stream running through it!!! It sort of winds its way through the basement. We like to take people down there at night by candlelight and see how freaked out they get. |
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LOL! Brave soul you are!! |
My first apartment, I shared a room with my ex-fiance, and the other bedroom had another couple in it as well. so, 4 of us, 2 cats, tons of furniture and friends over all the time. I think if I had spent more time sober after work in that place, I would have hated it a lot more. After a while, the Ex and I moved to an apartment across the comples, which just happened to be at the fartherst point away from any laudry room.
The apartment complex used to be the drug capitol of the town, and you could tell that some of the people living there hadn't gotten the memo that the dealers were gone. I'd never do laundry at night becuase I was afreaid to walk down to the laundry room in the dark. We did have interesting neighbors in the first apartment thought. The guys under us smoked so much pot that clouds would just waft up to our balcony, you get get high just standing there. Then they would climb into their POS truck in front of the apt and "think" that they were driving somewhere. It was hilarious to watch! The old woman downstairs would tell us all the time about the squirrels she'd invite into her home, so we stayed away from her. The people who ran the place were strange too. The guy was sleeping with one of the tenants and trying to keep it from his wife, while he drove around with the chick in his car! Other that hat, the place was just your normal, ex-drug ring, crappy apartment complex. |
HAHAHA!! These are great stories. My college apt. wasn't bad...but it wasn't great either. I lived in it one year and went home over the summer while my roommate and I subleased to a couple of friends...she (the roomie) was moving out and a sister was moving in with me in the fall. We had not seen a bug at all that first year....I came back and it was...ummm...infested :eek: We literally had the pest control people over EVERY WEEK for the first month or so in addition to our own roach traps and Raid spray (God bless the Raid people!!) At one point our answering machine said something about about not being able to come to the phone b/c we were trapped in a corner fighting off the bugs!
We had a couple of interesting neighbors during my time. In one of the apts upstairs there were these 2 guys and one of their girlfriends and they all went to FSU too. We called them the "chain smoker guys" b/c one of the guys was out on the balcony EVERY TIME (no matter what time of day) we would come home and he would just stare at whoever happened to be walking towards our building. No hellos, no smiles, just an intense gaze. Then we had some drug dealer that lived next door (but only for a couple of months b/c he got evicted) He would come over at random times asking for random things....spoons, sugar, our plunger....and when he was high he would get paranoid....we could see him peeking out of his blinds to see who was coming towards the building. The cops came over when we weren't home and apparently busted him...and then the next day all of his belongings...furniture, clothes, etc. were unloaded from his apt and at the dumpster! |
I've had the apartments from hell
1. My first apartment started out great. Really. I moved in w/ 3 girls I didn't know. My first clue came when I walked in after being out studying and stuff and found "Ally" funnelling beer. On a Tuesday night. And it was her 3rd one. And she hadn't even gone out drinking yet. Then one night I woke up freezing and the thermostat was at 54. Ally had turned it down. Ally also worked at Hooters and brought home guys a lot. Sometimes girls. Ally did cocaine a lot, hence the need for freezing temperatures. When I found out she was taking our pictures off the wall and snorting coke off of them, I moved out. 2. After #1 you'd think anything would be ok. No. I had 3 roomies again, one of whom had a rather large (and illegal) dog. Who pissed a lot inside. There was at least one normal girl. But then my 3rd one. Damn. She was alternating between anorexia and bulimia and lecturing us about why we shouldn't eat more than 1000 calories a day. She toked up about 4 times a week and went out drinking every night, which was fine til she decided she wanted a dog too. She would go out drinking and then not come home for 2 days. Hence, the puppy would cry and vomit and shit all over the place. I finally kidnapped it. She failed out of school and went home. 3. This apartment sucks. It's so ghetto (mid 70s). The kitchen has avocado green appliances. The bathtub is an abomination. There are roaches. There have been rats. Probably a total of 600 sq feet. Paper thin walls. Gunshots and drunks all over the place. The wall paper in the bathroom had been there since 1984. I'm about to move into my 4th apt in 3 years. Wish me luck |
I lived in houses not apartments in college. One house had a couch so crappy looking that a med school gentleman caller asked me if we got it at the dump. :eek: :rolleyes: No it came with the house.
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