And the shit gets deeper...
Well, here soon we are going to have to move... again. We moved here to get away from all the bullshit and drama at Kingston Green. Now we are living in Pine Manor and it is just getting worse. We have had to call the Police Department out here on more than one occasion for drugs, and there is a Meth lab next to us. They are constantly smoking weed over there, and when I talked to our landlord, she yelled at me for half an hour over it all. She said that it was bullshit that we called the police, and bullshit that we got involved in what our neighbors were doing at all, now tell me, how is it that we are "getting involved with it all" When they sit in the damn hallway and do drugs, the smell comes under my door and it is affecting my daughter. We have called them numerous times to fix the air conditioner, spray this apartment for Spiders,fix the Hot water heater, and asked 3 or 4 times for a copy of our lease... and yet we have not gotten any of those, so when it comes down to it, I told her until I got the things done that needed done, I was NOT paying rent, and why should I have to pay rent on something if the place that I live is not having the things that need done in it done, plus we are losing our Medicaid and our food stamps because she won't give us a copy of our lease, so that we can have food for us and our daughter, and be able to take our daughter to the doctor when she needs it. The money that we would use to pay rent is going to put food in our apartment, and pay outright for Mandi's appointments and her medicine, because this bitch won't do her job. Now anyways, the reason for this post is, she came by today and didn't even come up to the door, she stood in the parking lot and yelled up to us for us to come to the window,and when we did started discussing our "past due rent" and that if we don't pay it then we need to find another house, well like I told her, we WILL find somewhere else to live because I don't want my daughter being raised around a bunch of drugees, in apartments where the manager won't do thier job.. and I told her again that until the things are fixed that need fixed in this apartment ... I was not paying her a damn dime... Well, now that I have vented, I have to get off of here, because I need to call my Dad and talk to him for awhile.... hopefully that goes well. So long for now!!!