First, I would like to start off by saying writing reviews is not something I normally do. So if I write a review I either had a really great experience or an absolutely horrific experience. The inside of our apartment, beautiful. I loved our 2 bedroom layout and space. However, this is about my horrific experience living in these filthy apartments. My wife and I have always paid our rent on-time. We have always made sure our trash bins were placed back inside our apartment before 7 am, we ALWAYS
...picked up our dog’s waste from the grass, and we always have been respectful of our neighbors. We moved to Houston and this apartment without ever seeing it. The inside of the apartment, absolutely beautiful. Yes the inside of our drawers had water stains. Yes, the apartment had minor imperfections, but nothing too crazy. However, the experience here was BEYOND me. The first few months were okay because the front office staff was nice, they had little community events, but that stopped and it wasn’t a big deal because I only went once. Soon the management or front office staff changed. As soon as this happened, things went downhill. The only thing they keep tidy here is the grass (as far as keeping it cut). Other than that, it’s absolutely disgusting! I had to warn my family and friends before they entered the property EVERY TIME they visited me in Houston. The dog waste in the grass, in the hallway, the stairs… so embarrassing. The trash stinking up the hallways, the stains all over the hallways, the piles of trash left in front of people’s doors! I’ve even had people leave their trash and dirty diapers in front of my door. I can go on. But the last thing I want to touch on is the noise. I lived on the top floor and I had someone living underneath me who blasted music, movies, you name it, at ALL times of the night. I have videos of me recording the sounds and my floor vibrating from the surround sound. 10 pm, 12 am, 4 am. Even on weekdays. Forget a security guard. I seen them about twice during my 12 month lease, which didn’t matter because people’s cars were still getting broken into, windows shattered, and cars sitting on bricks because their tires were stolen. Save yourself the trauma. RUN!
Max of 2.