Kingsport is a FILTHY hellhole. For God's sake, don't move here!
From:
-Anonymous-
Date posted:
5/9/2004
Years at this apartment:
2001
-
2004
But let's focus on the positive ...
I got to visit the slums of San Salvador without leaving my own home!
My cats liked it, because of all the rats and roaches they got to eat.
Between neighbors who blasted music so loud that my dishes vibrated, and inconsiderate jerks who'd honk their horns at 6 am to let friends know their "ride" to work had arrived, I learned to work on five hours' sleep.
Also, my girlfriend and I got to see a drunk guy taking a leak in the bushes in front of my building's door and, once, I even saw a guy urinating on a car. Actually there was nothing cool about that. I can't decide which possibility is worse -- that he was so misanthropic that he'd pee on someone else's property or that he was so low-class that he'd do it on his own.
They should put that dude on the brochure because -- I assure you -- there is no better symbol for Kingsport living than a drunk Latino pissing on somebody's car.
And, in case you're wondering, I complained to management about every single one of these things and ... nothing happened.
Heck, I went three weeks in a hot-and-humid July before I could get someone to look at my busted air conditioning.
Come to think of it, I had repairs (a crushed bedroom door) that didn't get done after two and a half years. Yes, I said YEARS.
Even better -- I was charged for repairs on things that were broken when I moved in!
Also, the company that owns the property has gone BANKRUPT and sent a notice to all the residents.
The best thing of all about Kingsport is that, once you live there, everything else seems like Beverly Hills.
I thought that, with an affordable rent, I could tolerate the nuisances. I was wrong. If you don't believe me, come drive by on a Sunday night. It looks like a hurricane blew through Mexico City's largest garbage dump.
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