I have some amazing neighbors. Fun people who make me laugh at the people around me. My neighbor across the breezeway who thinks I'm a demon-sinner...she moved out. BUT not before she posted THIS memo on the apartment website:
"Our family endured to much living there and our teenager was miserable and hated living there!
Where is true morality' They condone all types of immoral acts on the property of Patchen Oaks!
If you are a christian this place is not for you! This place is an abomination to all Godly Acts and they allow to much filth to continue to go on here! Children are subjected to enough in life without the trash they daily are subjected to at that sorry apartment complex! There is mold through out the entire complex! You can see it growing under areas where you have pictures hanging and behind furniture! Look around your baseboards! You can smell it in the breezeway real bad in building 8 We were sick from day one of moving into our apartment! Told Karen and never got a response! We were healthy when we moved in and sick the entire time we lived there we had diarrhea and vomiting! Heavy headaches! Nausea constantly!!! Since we moved out we have none been sick or felt bad at all!! We went to doctors while living there and they said it must be something in the building!"
Read more: http://www.apartmentratings.com/rate/KY-Lexington-Patchen-Oaks-Apartments-1280472.html#ixzz1RqvP9kOd
Incidentally- these people smoked in the "moldy breezeway" for hours, chain smoking. When they moved out I counted 15 silk plants. I'm not sure the nausea and diarrhea wasn't just the "sinking in" of reality that his name was actually Billy Bob and his "dress suit" was camo.
What made me open my eyes tonight and say "WOW" was the heat wave's effect. My morbidly obese neighbor who must apply self-tanner the way whales are coated with sea water was on the porch in "juicy" couture booty shorts fanning himself in a hawaiian mumu. My initial thought wasn't "oh no, sinners"...but rather "wonder if I can get ME one of them. In green."
As I went into the pool for a tepid 10pm dip tonight...there were children snorkeling around, punching each other in the face and neck, yelling things like "watch this" as they belly flopped into the water..It reminded me of that show "deadliest catch"; except the catch is impetigo.
My "south" is a place where my friends have their OWN pools, and we swim in them late night without fear of spinal injury or death from above. Unfortunately, "my south" is 6.5 hours away...and my "reality" is considering buying some cortizone as a preventative ointment, a helmet... and a mumu.
