I just wanted to do a quick update today because I’m getting some new traffic thanks to a great article published in today’s edition of The Charleston Daily Mail – “Blog shines light on WVU off-campus housing.”
Not all landlords are bad. I’ve had some great experiences with landlords who immediately come out and fix things. But everyone has at least one story. And I’d like to share one, and hopefully some of you might like to share some in the comment section, as well.
When I was working in Clarksburg at the Exponent-Telegram, I was living in Morgantown. That’s about a 45-minute drive. One day I was working one of the later shifts – either until 8 or 9:30 p.m., and someone was supposed to stop by my apartment and fix something. I can’t even remember what it was.
So I get home after dark, and I notice that my front door is open about an inch. Not just unlocked, but actually open. My first thought wasn’t “what if there’s a murderer inside?” it was “OH MY GOD, I hope my cat didn’t get out!” My cat, Pinkus, has FIV (feline immunodeficiency virus), and she isn’t allowed to go outside. She can infect other kitties if she bites them, and she’s pretty vicious sometimes, as you can tell:
I went inside my apartment, found Pinkus napping safely inside, and then started worrying about serial killers. I checked the shower, and all the closets, then got furious. Why on earth would they leave my front door cracked open, for who knows how many hours? I’m sure they didn’t show up past 5 p.m., and it was at least past 8:30 p.m. when I got home.
The next day I called my landlord and asked about my door being left open. Her excuse? “Well, they said you had left the door cracked open, so they left it like they found it.”
First: No, I didn’t. I never leave my door open. I always, ALWAYS double-check that my door is locked because I’m paranoid/perhaps a little OCD.
Second: If I HAD left my door open, and it’s obvious that I wasn’t home, why would you leave it open? I once left my car unlocked over night at this place and had my GPS and iPod stolen out of my car. I wouldn’t have been surprised if someone walked right in my place and stole things.
Third: Why did no one call me? Wouldn’t it make sense that if no one was home, maybe the door shouldn’t have been open? They had my cell phone number, they could have easily made a quick call to check about the door.
Well, now I’m all heated up over the situation again, even though it happened several years ago. Anyone have any good stories that still upset you?