My boyfriend and I went to look at an apartment on Saturday.
The apartment was $1850 a month, but my boyfriend and I knew we could make that work if the two of us were both employed full-time.
The apartment was located about a mile away from the grocery store. It seemed close enough to walk, although it would have been very hilly and mountainous terrain. When my boyfriend and I arrived, we started talking to the staff while the manager got a golf cart ready to take us to the apartment. While my girlfriend and I were standing outside, we heard two residents having an argument. There was a lot of yelling and screaming. The manager had to get involved when she arrived with the golf cart. The manager apologized for the confusion and the disruption. We made our way to the apartment that was available and there were two guys sitting outside the stoop smoking recreational marijuana. The entire area by the front door smelled like marijuana. I honestly don’t have any problem with marijuana or people that use marijuana, but I definitely didn’t want to deal with that smell every single day. I asked the guys if they lived in the building and they told me that they were in the upstairs apartment. I knew the apartment wasn’t going to work out after that. I told my boyfriend that we needed to look for a different place. The apartment staff was nice, but there was absolutely no way that I could live around the smell of weed 24 hours a day and seven days a week.