My husband and I moved to Nashville in July, and we rented an apartment that seemed okay, wasn't great, but was a good price, and in a decent area of town. When we first moved in I got a rash, but I figured it was because of stress or mosquitoes, so I didn't think anything of it.
Over the next couple of months I kept getting rashes, but as I am highly allergic to mosquito bites, I kept thinking it was mosquitoes. That's when the roaches came out. After about a month of living in this apartment, I started seeing this horrible cockroaches running across my wall, I would kill them, call the office and complain, they would come out a week later and spray, but to no avail. The cockroaches became a house guest that I absolutely did not want, but locked in a year's lease, had no choice about.
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The complaining cycle continued over and over again. Thanksgiving came and I went to open my front door and the door knob fell off. It was after hours, so I called the emergency number, and was told that since I had a dead bolt it could wait till after Thanksgiving. I couldn't close my door! After yelling, they decided to come reattach my door knob. Score 1! This past month, the laundry room at my apartment complex had scrawled on the window "Are you going to be evicted for Christmas? Contact the office." Well...okay...and it was surrounded by holly and painted wreaths...Merry Freaking Christmas indeed.
Then the final straw...I saw a bug on my pillow a couple of nights ago. I was like "what the hell is that?" Then I saw more, and more, and more...BEDBUGS! My husband and I have had to sleep in the living room for the past three nights because the bedbugs suck our blood while we're sleeping. The office is closed, so not much I can do right now with that. I've heard people at the laundry room talking about bedbugs, but I never thought I'd have them myself. I already know that my mattress is a goner, and that I'm going to have to spend a fortune taking all my clothes to the laundry mat down the street, but it's the sheer ick factor that really gets to me, and the fact that how am I going to pay for all this. I just want to cry. I'm filing bankruptcy next week because of medical bills etc... so I'm thinking of throwing this apartment under it too, but then will anyone rent to me, will this apartment complex half-ass deal with my bed bug problem, or will they actually fork over the money to do it right?
This is only a taste of what I'm dealing with, my garbage disposal has been broken for weeks, I've had roaches crawl across my face while I'm sleeping, the neighbors upstairs beat each other all night long, I'm just so tired.
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