Stupid Bitch

[blas]

Yes, I'm moving back home when my lease is up.

With the weather getting nicer and my mood improving because of longer day time, I'm really bummed my last couple of months here are doomed to slamming doors.

If you want another reason to be as pissed off as me, the day that I officially met and chatted with one of the young nurses next door, she told me that the property management company has been on her and her roommate already for having their boyfriends over too often. Now, before anyone even starts with the "colleged aged crowd being troublemakers", I've NEVER had a problem with these two girls. Only really talked to the one, but they are quiet as church mice. One works nights, the other works swing, both go to school full time as well. Their boyfriends are over on the weekends and weekends only, IF they even stay here on the weekend versus going back home to their parents' or to their bf's places. For all I care, they can come over anytime they want, because they are quiet and respectful and don't slam doors all the damn time!

But of course, psycho granny can squat here as long as she wants because she's helping her daughter raise her babies. Loudly, disrupting an entire building.

[Sapphire Silk]

The dog is lonely, bored, and yes, in distress. It's separated from its pack, it can't get attention or help ...

I agree; the dog is bored. I had that problem with TWO asshole neighbors. Both their dogs were 100% outdoor dogs, both were socialized and vicious. They both made the first couple of years here at my current place miserable with their non-stop barking. Multiple complaints to Animal Control did nothing. Complaints to the owners did nothing . . . they just didn't give a damn and made no bones about it.

So I solved the problem myself. No, not by poisoning or otherwise hurting the dogs. I would never do such a thing.

I bought an ultrasound emitter. It was shaped like a bird house, so it was very inconspicuous. I pointed it directly at the dogs yards, started with the low setting, eventually went up to max. Every time either dog barked, it set off a high pitched noise only dogs could hear. When they stopped barking the noise stopped. The dogs learned pretty quick.

Because they were so territorial, they still barked if I went into my own back yard. But the non stop barking stopped. Eventually one neighbor got rid of their dog (hubby and wife split up, hubby took dog with him), the other I'm not sure why but they stopped keeping dogs. Good riddance.

These devices don't work on every dog. But it was an easy solution.

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(Some dog trainers advocate not having a ritual: we've found that Vi ALWAYS knows when we're going anyway, and including her in the process of leaving seems to make her happier.)

Goldie is the same way. Because she would sometimes mess in the house, we crate trained her. Now she goes in her crate on her own, we don't even lock it anymore. She only barks if another dog tries to come into her territory.

The property management company used to be so damn draconian and picky about who they rented to.

Yeah, I've been in places that were the same way. They were great places to live because if you were a problem child, out you went. There was too much competition for tenants to put up with jerk tenants; it wasn't worth risking the loss of good tenants.

I also noticed my last place went downhill when the mortgage mess started. We started getting a lot of riff raff that three years earlier NEVER would have gotten a unit from the management company. We started having a lot more car break ins and some apartment break ins.

If you want another reason to be as pissed off as me, the day that I officially met and chatted with one of the young nurses next door, she told me that the property management company has been on her and her roommate already for having their boyfriends over too often.

This I would not have put up with. I used to be that young nurse. I never tolerated anyone getting into my business. My answer to them would have been, "Whom I have over as guests is my business, not yours."

If they suggest a boyfriend who is not on the lease is LIVING there, that would be one thing; come out and say so. In which case the response is, "Prove it."

[blas]

I'd rather they prove why it's acceptable for a nuisance long-term guest to practically squat here (not on lease), and it's not acceptable for some young girls to have their boyfriends over on the weekend and not disturb anyone.

And you're right. It used to be competitive market around here, they didn't have time for bad people. Then everyone started having to rent....and, well, you get it. The past couple of summers have been full of riff raff and characters.

[PepperElf]

blas - i'm betting it's coming from some nosy biddy who is offended at the college students in general for being immoral and having a man over. which is why they turn a blind eye to the grandmother nuisance.


sometimes landlords/ladies put their own personal views first and real lease violations second. At Mom's old apartment one new mother use to leave the laundry room a mess - never cleaning up after herself etc. When Mom complained she was basically told "so? She's mommy!" as if that means she was exempt from the rules. (plus she was eyecandy).

Mom broke her lease with a medical excuse. (her heart conditions makes stairs difficult) and moved out to a new complex where they didn't rent to drug dealers. (yeah they started renting to dealers... landlord claimed he had a "handle on the crime" and that "all the cops are crooked" ... am betting he really had a hand IN the crime).


i hope it gets quieter for you. either now or when you move out.

when you move you might want to consider listing the noisy family as one of the reasons you want out.

[Seraph]

blas - i'm betting it's coming from some nosy biddy who is offended at the college students in general for being immoral and having a man over. which is why they turn a blind eye to the grandmother nuisance.

This was my first thought too. It'd not be that surprising, honestly.

[Aethian]

My boyfriend was a renter for the first time and manged to get a gorgeous third floor apartment. But then the military moved him and now he lives in the middle floor. One night when we were snuggling you could hear something rolling over the ceiling and then heavy footsteps. He was ready to go get a broom and tell them to knock it off. I pointed out the rolling was most likely a baby's walker or toy with the heavy footsteps being Dad.

He gave him a long look and then back to the ceiling while we listened to a light rolling sound moving to the outside wall and then the heavy footsteps moving to the corner. We've determined his bedroom is under the baby's crib.

He then quietly commented that just maybe he shouldn't have practiced his kendo moves at night in his old place. And maybe he would try walking softer when wearing his work/combat style boots. It had never occurred to him how much sound traveled. So...he's learning to be a good apartment neighbor.