So we're under new management and getting some much needed work done on the apartments.
The apartment manager and the two new maintenance men came to inspect the place to determine what needed to be done. They walked through the apartment and were shocked when they felt the soft spot in the hall. It was a springy bit of floor beneath the carpet that I hadn't given a second thought to--I've been living here for about a year.
Turns out the "soft spot" was a HOLE IN THE FLOOR. The old manager was either oblivious or didn't care, and it had simply been carpeted over. If the carpet had ripped, I would have fallen about 8 or 9 feet to the dirt floor of the basement below. (It's a house, divided up into reasonably sized apartments.)
They make emergency plans to repair it soon, and warn me not to put any pressure on that area at all until the work is complete.
GREAT! I'm thrilled that my home will be more habitable.
The day to fix it finally comes, although it was completely unscheduled and I had no idea the two maintenance men were going to be in my home. At this point I must add, despite the lease restriction, I have adopted two cats. The apathy towards pets in these apartments has become quite apparent to me, as I have discovered that every tenant in this demi-complex has either a cat or dog. This information becomes relevant later...
They came in and began their work while my boyfriend and I were still asleep. We woke up to some banging in the hall next to my bedroom and the sound of carpet ripping. I go to investigate, and find them cheerfully going about their business. The two were VERY surprised to see me, saying that they had knocked for a while and then yelled if anyone was present after entering. We are both heavy sleepers, so I can believe that we snoozed right through their intrusion. It irked me slightly that I received no notice, but it's not something that I wanted to make a huge fuss over.
I had a doctor's appointment that day along with some other errands to run. Getting dressed and ready to go with two men, a large gap in the floor, and much dirt and debris between me and the bathroom proved difficult, but not impossible. While moving amongst the clutter I've noticed that they've stacked the two litter boxes on top of each other and placed them in the bathroom (making it impossible for my cats to use them) and thrown the rugs I'd had underneath them into my bathtub. The bathtub and the bathroom floor are covered in litter. Also, the torn carpeting and tacking are piled up in the kitchen, on top of their food and water bowls. I move all these items into the living room so my poor cats (who are already stressed out at this point) can actually use them.
My boyfriend and I leave, take care of our business, and return some few hours later to find the two men on their way out. The floor has been patched up and an additional layer of thick plywood has been placed over the entire area to add stability and make it level. They promise to return the following day to lay linoleum over the hallway and finish the job. I foolishly believe all is well.
Upon further inspection of my apartment, I found several issues.
Debris, including small, sharp tacks from the carpet, are still all over the kitchen floor.
There are multiple dark stains on the white walls of the hallway.
My white bathroom sink is covered in dark water spots where they apparently washed their hands. My BATH TOWEL (which was hanging next to the tub...obviously used for drying a CLEAN BODY after bathing) is damp and covered in dark stains.
The bath mat has muddy bootprints on it.
The living room carpet has a few muddy bootprints on it.
Last but not least, I cannot find my cats.
Panicked, we both scour the apartment for any trace of them. We finally heard the bells on their collars jingling from UNDER THE FLOOR. The plywood in the hallway is screwed down tight. I run outside and rip open the basement access door and discover my cats in the dirty basement, meowing and completely freaking out. They are covered in dirt and cobwebs.
I will never leave my apartment unattended while they are here ever again.