What a piece of garbage. The maintenance guy goes around checking in on vacant rooms at 7:30 AM, with his walkie-talkie cranked, and then he slams the heavy security doors on the way out. I complained numerous times. He wouldn't stop!
Open the fridge, and you'll hear a blood-curdling squeal from the cheap plastic doors.
The heavy security doors are made to SLAM. Someone didn't think when building the place.
The smoke alarm went off while I was cooking, and nothing was burning!
My shower didn't have a bottom lip, I guess for wheelchair tenants. But I'm not in a wheelchair, and I had to use three towels to mop up the bathroom floor after just a quick shower!
The manager, Catherine, is a bonafide imbecile. It says "Towbes cares." She actually RESENTS legitimate complaints and then threatens to kick you out.
And then, she kicked me out for saying "MILF." I'm not making this up. She's a sick imbecile. However, she's not nearly as bad as her leasing agent Cheryl....who's probably the dumbest human being I've even known.
Cheryl wouldn't say "large" or "my virgin ears" when talking to me...because they're too sexually provocative. And then, I asked the landscaper, "Have you ever been to Pirate's Cove beach," and Cheryl said, "That's SOOOOOO suggestive." I'm not making this up. She's an ultra-PC psychopath. With anger management problems.
You could say to Cheryl, "I'd like you to meet my pooch, Marcus." And she'd day, "Why are you making fun of my poochie stomach?" You could wave good-bye to her at 5 PM, say "so long!" and she'd think, "I don't want to hear about your sex organ."
I met the guitarist for the Jefferson Starship, and he invited me to a private show. Why? Because I'm charming, and funny, and know a lot about music. Cheryl told me, "They probably won't even let you in." Did he invite her? Towbes hired an abusive moron as a leasing agent.
I once wore those blue plaid lounge pajamas around the pool. And I came into the coffee room right next door to get some tea, and Cheryl shrieked that I looked so stupid! What? I can't feel comfortable wearing those within the community? She's an idiot.
Because of my vigilance, I saw a guy lurking around in the parking lot at 3 AM, and he was parking in different spaces which was odd since we all had assigned parking. I opined to Cheryl, "Maybe he's a construction guy," since the place was still under construction. And Cheryl said, "What a stupid thing to say!"
Someone from the office put a PODS warning in the laundry room, and misplaced it so people wouldn't see it. I informed Eliza, and the warning was moved to an intelligent spot.
A woman brought her dog into the lounge, and let it run around, with its leash still attached. Catherine witnessed this, but didn't mind. I had to explain to Catherine the next day that this was very hazardous, particularly since it's an over 55 bldg. A 4 year old could see that. Can you imagine the lawsuit when an 80 year old tripped over the dog? Catherine then changed the policy and banned dogs from the lounge.
I informed the construction people how to stop the doors from slamming. By twisting the hinges with an allen key. Another problem I solved. But they only tightened the hinges to my door.
I even suggested to Catherine to open my neighbor's door so she'd see how loudly it closed, and she flat-out refused. Virtually every chance Catherine had to behave responsibly, she'd do the opposite and behave incompetently.
My toilet was a lo-flo. And it broke 4 times in the first two weeks. Danny, the head plumber, tried to teach me how to fix the toilet myself. Uh, thanks. This is a luxury building?
Cheryl and Catherine are idiots and psychos, and it's easy to prove. They kicked out the star of the whole community, me, for saying, "MILF." STAY THE HECK AWAY unless you're a mute spineless roboton who's afraid to inform the manager of legitimate problems. read more