love to get charged $1850/month for this shitty 3br house that my landlord bought up, among other properties in the area, in the wake of the 2008 recession/housing crash - but when I ask them to simply consider fixing the goddamn river that flows downhill from the backyard and washes away the driveway gravel into the road (not to mention it fucking floods the entire front yard and warps it into a lovely pit of mud) every-time it rains more than an inch, they send the property manager out with two dudes and they spend a week digging a literal trench in the backyard and then proceed to leave the piles of dirt/random pieces of brick sitting for months before sending a snippy email one day in May about the backyard needing to be mowed. To be fair, at this point the grass was genuinely like a foot high but I wasn't going to try rolling a lawn mower over what essentially was a minefield of hard clumps of soil and random chunks of brick.
When I replied and asked if they were ever coming back to...finish their work (they started in like early Feb, disappeared til late May but at the time I was forgiving since it was the height of the coronavirus) they said "it is finished, but we will send someone to remove the dirt"
The front yard still floods every time it rains, but on the bright side we essentially have a lap pool for the birds stretching horizontally across the middle of the backyard. :agony-turbo:
love to get charged $1850/month for this shitty 3br house that my landlord bought up, among other properties in the area, in the wake of the 2008 recession/housing crash - but when I ask them to simply consider fixing the goddamn river that flows downhill from the backyard and washes away the driveway gravel into the road (not to mention it fucking floods the entire front yard and warps it into a lovely pit of mud) every-time it rains more than an inch, they send the property manager out with two dudes and they spend a week digging a literal trench in the backyard and then proceed to leave the piles of dirt/random pieces of brick sitting for months before sending a snippy email one day in May about the backyard needing to be mowed. To be fair, at this point the grass was genuinely like a foot high but I wasn't going to try rolling a lawn mower over what essentially was a minefield of hard clumps of soil and random chunks of brick.
When I replied and asked if they were ever coming back to...finish their work (they started in like early Feb, disappeared til late May but at the time I was forgiving since it was the height of the coronavirus) they said "it is finished, but we will send someone to remove the dirt"
The front yard still floods every time it rains, but on the bright side we essentially have a lap pool for the birds stretching horizontally across the middle of the backyard. :agony-turbo: