I lived here back in 2005-2006, and it was a total nightmare. I wouldn't recommend this slum to my…read moreworst enemy!!! I moved here because I accepted a job in Santa Ana and needed to find a place fast- in 1 week- so I thought this one would do... It was awful.
First there were minor annoyances... the neighbors who sat out on the patio and drank while their kids screamed and knocked over furniture for hours until they go drunk enough to go scream at them (yes, we heard it all). We paid for an extra parking space (yes, we had to PAY for parking... in ORANGE COUNTY!) and they oversold the spaces and we had to complain.
No one was allowed in the pool area except for residents. My mother came to visit from out of town, stayed a month (which I had to get permission for her to stay with us) and she could not use the pool.
Stray cats roamed the property and used the space under the stairs as litterboxes (which smelled AWFUL).
My shower broke (no hot water), and when I went to complain, the owner (who was at least 90 years old) and instead of sending someone to fix it, he said "Well, you did turn it to 'H', right? You know you have to wait a while for it to warm up". I was infuriated... I told him that I know I am Female, but that doesn't make me retarded, and I'm quite sure I knew how to use a shower. They sent someone up to fix it, but I went without a shower for two days.
One Sunday night a note appears on the door at 5pm that says "We will be replacing the piping in all units with copper piping, starting tomorrow. It could take up to 20 days to complete."
Already, I was annoyed for the lack of notice, and the fact my mom was visiting from out of town, and they were going to tear my place apart. At 8:15 pm there was a knock at the door. One of the ladies from the office is standing there. "I wanted to let you know they'll be starting your apartment tomorrow".
The next day we went to work. My husband calls around 7pm. "Um, there are holes in all the walls... Not under the sinks like they said. And there is water coming from the ceiling. They put a bucket under it, but it's only catching part of it. It looks like the leak has moved and there's water coming from other parts. It's over your DVD case and CDs." I asked him to move the furniture and put another bucket under the other leak, and try not to worry. They'll fix it, right?
He called back an hour later. "They came and fixed the leak, and poked holes in the ceiling to drain the water. The rug and carpet are both kind of wet."
I got home, and there were holes in every single wall of my apartment EXCEPT in the bedrooms. The family room had at least 5 holes in the walls, and the ceiling is stained and ruined from one wall to the other from the leak. There were insulation and dry wall crumbs and wood splinters on every surface of the bathroom, and carpeting. All of my furniture and belongings were stacked in the center of the living room, on the couch, coffee table, turntable, on the dining table, dining chairs... And the office.. our office was so full of stuff you couldn't walk into it. The linen and hall closets had to be empties and holes cut in them too. And the shelves were ripped out of the linen closet and left in a heap on the floor of the closet, nails sticking out. All of the linens and items from the closet were stacked in the office chairs, the desk, on top of the printer, on the floor, on the book cases, everywhere.
The next morning I stopped by the office to inquire on when they would have everything repaired and back to normal.
"We need to have the city inspect everything before we patch". She says.
"Do you mean that you need to do all 100 units before the walls can be patched?" I ask cautiously.
"I'm not sure, but I think so" she says.
I laughed about it all day the first day. The second day I worried. The third day I cried. And somehow crawling around the attic these morons disconnected my internet connection. And even though they finished the pipes in my apartment they had to access the attic through my apartment, so every day they traipsed in white dust and black dirt. They unplugged my things and left them unplugged. And lord knows what else they did while I was at work.
And maybe I should have been grateful I wasn't my neighbors downstairs. They had a hole from their living room to the outside. I saw it on the outside of the building.
The apartment was like this for 4 weeks.
So when they finally came in and painted the walls, the paint they used is flat, when the original paint was glossy. So there were spots of non-shiny paint everywhere, even above the shower. The ceiling repair was really bad. They only cut out part of the damaged ceiling (leaving other damaged parts), put dry wall up, put the popcorn stuff on and painted over it with white paint. The yellow stains still showed through the paint, & the popcorn was applied sparingly and looked odd compared to the rest of the ceiling.
I moved out a week later.
