A Glimpse Into Our Old Apartment Complex

We moved in February from a ghetto apartment complex into a nice, 2-bedroom house. We only pay about $50 more a month now. There were many interesting occurrences at our old place. We had a neighbor who we called White Trash Neighbor. He never wore a shirt and always had a beer in hand. He had the cutest daughter who was about 2 years old. My boyfriend's mom still lives at that complex and called us a couple weeks ago to tell us that she heard WTN screaming profanities and breaking glass while his daughter was yelling, "Daddy, please stop!"

Our neighbors across the hall were a bunch of college kids who were always coming home at all hours of the night drunk and screaming. They got evicted after an incident one night when they were fighting right outside our window and the cops were called. The next morning there was a trail of blood from outside to their door. One night the old guy who lived next to them regulated and the girl was crying and whining. Priceless.

My friend came over to my place one afternoon and said there was some guy sitting in his car staring. He was still there that night doing the same thing.

The pool was right outside our window as well. Some drunk fat guy used to always jump into the pool and then run away at 2 AM. One night there were a bunch of drunk people skinny dipping in the pool. To provide some entertainment for myself, I called the cops and then sat at my window and watched the proceedings. I didn't even care that they were there, I was just being my passive-aggressive self.

The complex liked to have pool parties. These consisted of drunk rednecks singing karaoke to country music.

Speaking of rednecks singing karaoke, WTN used to blast "Total Eclipse of the Heart" and sing along.

There were always ghetto kids outside breaking things, screaming, and playing catch in the middle of the parking lot. Things were always getting broken or defaced. Someone wrote "Bitch" on my car in the snow, which was weird because I kept to myself and only ranted to myself in the privacy of my own home. There were also always "Fast and the Furious" guys revving the engines of their pathetic cars in the parking lot.

Right after we moved out, a 15-year-old girl burned her apartment down at 11 AM on a school day because she was at home smoking.

I peruse apartmentratings.com from time to time to see what people have to say about places I've lived/visited. All of the ratings for our old complex are bad except for one. This is what the rater that person had to say. It has been unedited except to remove the name of the complex.

"make sure u move 2 (name of apartment complex) ---- wat da otha peeple think
nice as hell ghetto as ---- fun apartments are mad nice been liven there 4 6 years neva had aproblem." *Please note that while this guy said he was "liven there 4 6 years," he entered that he lived there from 2005-2005. Perhaps he meant he was "liven there 4 6 munths."

That pretty much sums up my old apartment complex.

On an unrelated note, I still have the TV on after watching The Price is Right, and now there is a woman on talking about reforming gays. Grrr...