Cassandra
Robinsonville,#2Author of original report
Mon, November 21, 2005
As of June 2005, I moved out of Oakshire finally. I would've waited for the place I wanted to move to had it not been for my toilet that literally started to sound like a jackhammer. I mentioned before that my toilet ran all the time. Well, on May 29, 2005, a year and one day later, I had ANOTHER flood. This time instead of the sink in the bathroom, the toilet ran and overflowed the whole time I slept. I woke up to an inch or two of water all over my bathroom and hallway upstairs, and once again it was raining downstairs on everything under it. I really don't see how my dining room table is still standing. This time the carpet people didn't take up the padding from under the carpet so you can imagine how that started to smell a day or two later. It either finally aired out or I just got used to it. But I did stop smelling it so much eventually. Believe me, it wasn't pretty. The ceiling turned a very dark color, almost black from where the water had came down. And it did come down in the same spot as it did before. The floor got so weak that I started to get scared of it, thinking it would fall through while walking across it. There was one day I crouched down to pick up my cat that was laying in the bathroom doorway and when I did, the floor beneath me, well, the closest thing I can describe it as is the feel of being on a log in water. Now THAT was scary. This was the support beam that was moving like that. Shortly after this second flood, the toilet suddenly roared. It sounded exactly like a jackhammer and from that moment on I had to turn the water off from the toilet. Now let's see...that makes it a bit un-liveable doesn't it? If I had the money I would still sue the hell out of them if nothing else for pain and suffering. I also got screwed on my deposit refund. And of course they didn't let me know this in advance with a letter or anything. The witch at the office told me I was supposed to get $120 back if I remember correctly. What I got in the mail was $55. So of course I was a bit surprised at this, and I went to them about it in person to ask what was up with that crap. They told me they charged an additional $65 for fumigating and cleaning the carpet. Which that is nothing but a bunch of BS! They tried to say there were fleas when I moved out. Oh hell believe me, I would have known if I'd had fleas in that hellhole when I moved. And they tried to say that there was cat urine on the carpet and that they had to fumigate cause of the smell. That was an outright lie too. I think I would've known the smell of cat urine on the carpet at some point and there never was any. Not to mention, my parents brought their steam-cleaner and the carpet was cleaned with that. I had my cat neutered before I ever moved in there to start with. Those lies were nothing but another way to screw me over one last time and to keep money from me. You oughta see the flower bed they have outside the office! It's great. And we all know that flowerbeds are NOT cheap so I guess they needed some extra dough to put more flowers out. Well they sure as hell got it out of me and there was nothing I could do about it. I asked them why didn't they send me a letter notifying me of all of that instead of just sending that d**n check and surprising me with it. They didn't have an answer of course other than "I don't know". I still never heard from the main company who runs and owns the place. Nothing but a survey that is. I've filled that out but I still have it cause I forgot about it. But I am sending it to them and I didn't hold back at all on my answers. The day I had the inspection, I had to wait on the witch for a half an hour or more, can't really remember exactly how long it was, but it was way too d**n long to be standing in that heat. She told me she'd be right over. Yeah whatever! Just another lie... There was somebody who was shot and killed over there right there in the part where I was at. I heard the shots that night, it was around midnight, but by then I had gotten so used to hearing them that I didn't really think that much of it. The next morning when my friend heard about it she called me and when I answered, she said "thank God!". She then told me about the shooting. Another reason to move out....and another reason for not moving in. That was the worst experience I've ever had when it comes to living somewhere. It was a total nightmare and I hope this helps somebody out there and keeps them from going through what I did. Thanks for reading...
Cassandra
Robinsonville,#3Author of original report
Mon, November 21, 2005
As of June 2005, I moved out of Oakshire finally. I would've waited for the place I wanted to move to had it not been for my toilet that literally started to sound like a jackhammer. I mentioned before that my toilet ran all the time. Well, on May 29, 2005, a year and one day later, I had ANOTHER flood. This time instead of the sink in the bathroom, the toilet ran and overflowed the whole time I slept. I woke up to an inch or two of water all over my bathroom and hallway upstairs, and once again it was raining downstairs on everything under it. I really don't see how my dining room table is still standing. This time the carpet people didn't take up the padding from under the carpet so you can imagine how that started to smell a day or two later. It either finally aired out or I just got used to it. But I did stop smelling it so much eventually. Believe me, it wasn't pretty. The ceiling turned a very dark color, almost black from where the water had came down. And it did come down in the same spot as it did before. The floor got so weak that I started to get scared of it, thinking it would fall through while walking across it. There was one day I crouched down to pick up my cat that was laying in the bathroom doorway and when I did, the floor beneath me, well, the closest thing I can describe it as is the feel of being on a log in water. Now THAT was scary. This was the support beam that was moving like that. Shortly after this second flood, the toilet suddenly roared. It sounded exactly like a jackhammer and from that moment on I had to turn the water off from the toilet. Now let's see...that makes it a bit un-liveable doesn't it? If I had the money I would still sue the hell out of them if nothing else for pain and suffering. I also got screwed on my deposit refund. And of course they didn't let me know this in advance with a letter or anything. The witch at the office told me I was supposed to get $120 back if I remember correctly. What I got in the mail was $55. So of course I was a bit surprised at this, and I went to them about it in person to ask what was up with that crap. They told me they charged an additional $65 for fumigating and cleaning the carpet. Which that is nothing but a bunch of BS! They tried to say there were fleas when I moved out. Oh hell believe me, I would have known if I'd had fleas in that hellhole when I moved. And they tried to say that there was cat urine on the carpet and that they had to fumigate cause of the smell. That was an outright lie too. I think I would've known the smell of cat urine on the carpet at some point and there never was any. Not to mention, my parents brought their steam-cleaner and the carpet was cleaned with that. I had my cat neutered before I ever moved in there to start with. Those lies were nothing but another way to screw me over one last time and to keep money from me. You oughta see the flower bed they have outside the office! It's great. And we all know that flowerbeds are NOT cheap so I guess they needed some extra dough to put more flowers out. Well they sure as hell got it out of me and there was nothing I could do about it. I asked them why didn't they send me a letter notifying me of all of that instead of just sending that d**n check and surprising me with it. They didn't have an answer of course other than "I don't know". I still never heard from the main company who runs and owns the place. Nothing but a survey that is. I've filled that out but I still have it cause I forgot about it. But I am sending it to them and I didn't hold back at all on my answers. The day I had the inspection, I had to wait on the witch for a half an hour or more, can't really remember exactly how long it was, but it was way too d**n long to be standing in that heat. She told me she'd be right over. Yeah whatever! Just another lie... There was somebody who was shot and killed over there right there in the part where I was at. I heard the shots that night, it was around midnight, but by then I had gotten so used to hearing them that I didn't really think that much of it. The next morning when my friend heard about it she called me and when I answered, she said "thank God!". She then told me about the shooting. Another reason to move out....and another reason for not moving in. That was the worst experience I've ever had when it comes to living somewhere. It was a total nightmare and I hope this helps somebody out there and keeps them from going through what I did. Thanks for reading...
Cassandra
Robinsonville,#4Author of original report
Mon, November 21, 2005
As of June 2005, I moved out of Oakshire finally. I would've waited for the place I wanted to move to had it not been for my toilet that literally started to sound like a jackhammer. I mentioned before that my toilet ran all the time. Well, on May 29, 2005, a year and one day later, I had ANOTHER flood. This time instead of the sink in the bathroom, the toilet ran and overflowed the whole time I slept. I woke up to an inch or two of water all over my bathroom and hallway upstairs, and once again it was raining downstairs on everything under it. I really don't see how my dining room table is still standing. This time the carpet people didn't take up the padding from under the carpet so you can imagine how that started to smell a day or two later. It either finally aired out or I just got used to it. But I did stop smelling it so much eventually. Believe me, it wasn't pretty. The ceiling turned a very dark color, almost black from where the water had came down. And it did come down in the same spot as it did before. The floor got so weak that I started to get scared of it, thinking it would fall through while walking across it. There was one day I crouched down to pick up my cat that was laying in the bathroom doorway and when I did, the floor beneath me, well, the closest thing I can describe it as is the feel of being on a log in water. Now THAT was scary. This was the support beam that was moving like that. Shortly after this second flood, the toilet suddenly roared. It sounded exactly like a jackhammer and from that moment on I had to turn the water off from the toilet. Now let's see...that makes it a bit un-liveable doesn't it? If I had the money I would still sue the hell out of them if nothing else for pain and suffering. I also got screwed on my deposit refund. And of course they didn't let me know this in advance with a letter or anything. The witch at the office told me I was supposed to get $120 back if I remember correctly. What I got in the mail was $55. So of course I was a bit surprised at this, and I went to them about it in person to ask what was up with that crap. They told me they charged an additional $65 for fumigating and cleaning the carpet. Which that is nothing but a bunch of BS! They tried to say there were fleas when I moved out. Oh hell believe me, I would have known if I'd had fleas in that hellhole when I moved. And they tried to say that there was cat urine on the carpet and that they had to fumigate cause of the smell. That was an outright lie too. I think I would've known the smell of cat urine on the carpet at some point and there never was any. Not to mention, my parents brought their steam-cleaner and the carpet was cleaned with that. I had my cat neutered before I ever moved in there to start with. Those lies were nothing but another way to screw me over one last time and to keep money from me. You oughta see the flower bed they have outside the office! It's great. And we all know that flowerbeds are NOT cheap so I guess they needed some extra dough to put more flowers out. Well they sure as hell got it out of me and there was nothing I could do about it. I asked them why didn't they send me a letter notifying me of all of that instead of just sending that d**n check and surprising me with it. They didn't have an answer of course other than "I don't know". I still never heard from the main company who runs and owns the place. Nothing but a survey that is. I've filled that out but I still have it cause I forgot about it. But I am sending it to them and I didn't hold back at all on my answers. The day I had the inspection, I had to wait on the witch for a half an hour or more, can't really remember exactly how long it was, but it was way too d**n long to be standing in that heat. She told me she'd be right over. Yeah whatever! Just another lie... There was somebody who was shot and killed over there right there in the part where I was at. I heard the shots that night, it was around midnight, but by then I had gotten so used to hearing them that I didn't really think that much of it. The next morning when my friend heard about it she called me and when I answered, she said "thank God!". She then told me about the shooting. Another reason to move out....and another reason for not moving in. That was the worst experience I've ever had when it comes to living somewhere. It was a total nightmare and I hope this helps somebody out there and keeps them from going through what I did. Thanks for reading...