Just recently moved into mine. It's very clear that when they were building the place they started to run out of money and cut back on the interior costs. I have this gap of space between the toilet and the sink in both my bathrooms, about 18 inches of cabinet and counter space could have been added, but they didn't. Barely any closet space, I have to buy additional cabinets for all my random stuff that I need to keep in closet space. It's almost like forced minimalism on the tenants. My new apartment has everything through a shitty fucking app (which you can find my rant in Modern Web Woes) and so you get maintenance trying to open your door at 9am when you get back from a nightshift and you have your gun in hand because you had no fucking clue (nor did they announce themselves until after trying to open the door) because the app doesn't ping notifications to your phone since it doesn't stay logged in, nor does the staff bother to take the fucking time to stick paper notices to doors that maintenance would be coming around to your apartments. You know where they put those paper notices? In the fucking mail room, which I don't go into because my mail doesn't get delivered there, it gets delievered to my mother's house (which I do purposefully), so I never see it. I do have a nice little pond view and have no direct sunlight so my apartment stays nice and cool during the southern summer. I have to rent my washer/dryer directly from the landlord, and they have that as a hidden fee. Can't opt out of it. Stupid valet trash that I never use. Can't opt out of it. Rent is definitely too much since it's a fucking corporate management company that runs the place, and again "mandatory amentities" which you cannot opt out of since it's a way for them to advertise their rent price lower than what it really is. God, I fucking hate corporatism, especially when it becomes apart of your basic living. Can't drop off checks for rent anymore, gotta pay through the app. No rent payment grace period. Miss a payment and now you have to get a money order to pay the rent because fuck you that's why. Got my car towed because a gay faggot upstairs moved his reserved parking sign onto the line of the parking space and I was apparently in the wrong space when I parked. Why are all gay faggots so fucking self-entitled, I will never understand.
Funny enough, my previous NY apartment was built in the 60s was actually great. Brick walls and good heating, so nice and warm during winter, though summer would need to have AC cranked. No bulk internet, but it was unfortunately Spectrum only since the place was wired for coax, not fiber and Spectrum was the only ISP in town with coax internet, eventually switched to TMobile 5G since a cell tower was 1 mile away and I had clear signal to it and I didn't have to keep paying for Spectrum since it wasn't a bulk internet apartment. NY laws prevented a lot of bullshit reasons to evict and had good landlord-tenant communication rules. Landlords I had in NY communicated well, and they put flyers fucking everywhere on shit that was happening. I had a 2 huge closets for all my extra boxes and winter gear. Was able to drop off a check by a letter in a drop box for rent. They had a 3 days grace period after first of the month in case you were waiting for a paycheck to clear. Couldn't hear a fucking thing from any neighbors. Had to be shouting to even hear through the floors of the apartments, just heard a little bit of walking though since the building was older.
