- Um, hello... can you at least wait for me to get off the elevator before barreling and pushing your way in?
- I hate waiting for the garage gate to open, and then a car comes in after me in the opposite direction, and I HAVE TO REVERSE to make room for them to get past the gate. *whiny childish voice* BUT I WAS THERE FIIIIRST!
- Neighbors. If you live on the top floor, great. But I live on the 4th floor, I am surrounded by neighbors. Everywhere. Well, except for one side of my apartment, La Jolla Village Drive and the 805 freeway are my neighbors on that side. I just want to seriously say one thing: If there's a gym in your complex like there is for me, go fucking use it. DON'T USE YOUR FLOOR/ MY CEILING as a yoga mat for your lazyass. I can feel and hear your attempts, lardass.
- Let's go back to the elevator. Why do people insist on spilling coffee or mysterious liquids only in the elevator? Also, why must they spill them near the doors or where you would normally stand to press the buttons?
- Pulling the fire alarm when there's no fire... at midnight. This happened twice now. The second time I didn't even leave the apartment because I knew it had to be a prank. But, let's get one thing straight, if there had been a fire, I would've been burnt. If you think pulling a fire alarm is funny, well, I have news for you. IT'S NOT. It hasn't been since 7th grade.
- This is the last thing I'll say about the elevator. Dude, is it really necessary to use the elevator when you live on the 1st floor? Do you really need to use the elevator to go one floor up?
Things I Really Don't Like About Living in an Apartment
Posted by
Buu
on Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I wish I could have a funny image appropriate for this entry but I don't. I currently live at La Jolla Crossroads. It's not bad for the rent and location. If you've ever been to Crossroads, you'll see that it's visually nice, the space is great, and security is lacking. It's an awesome upgrade from Costa Verde for sure. But, I want to list the stuff that pisses or annoys the ever living shit out of me about living in an apartment.