It's not over yet...

A number of rather impressive bad reviews have been building up over on apartmentratings.com for the '800 luxury apartments' in Louisville, Ky. One particularly persistent poster has been putting up copy/paste of legal documents detailing the ongoing bankruptcy of the building owners, but it looks like most of it has been taken down. Still, what's left is definitely an entertaining read. As an ex-resident, I can completely understand the viewpoints of both the positive and negative reviews, and in most cases, both are correct and accurate. It really is a shame to see the building continue to go to hell like this.

One year later

It's been a little over a year since I posted here. In that time, it appears that the building has gone into foreclosure, and will probably be changing ownership shortly. Rumors abound that the owner has skipped the country.

YMMV. I hope the new owners are a hair more ethical than the previous.

Last Post

Barring any other major developments, this will probably be my last post on the 800 building. Amazingly enough, this weekend (the 10th of December), I received my deposit. I moved out in July.

It was even more impressive for my girlfriend; she moved out in April, and got her check on the same cold December day. I suppose the final point of the story is that not everyone at the building is bad, or a problem. They just have, how shall I say, "administrative issues" in the office.

I was seriously considering filing a lien against the building for my deposit though, if only for the comedic value. Who in their right mind files a lien against a twenty million dollar building over a $250 deposit? Alas, I won't have the chance now.

You don't know what you've got...

... 'til it's gone. In the case of the 800 building, a more appropriate version would be "you don't know how bad you had it until you leave". Even having lived in a lot of other places, it still surprises me just how many niggling irritations I had to deal with that I never noticed before:

- the shower has water pressure

- I can actually adjust the shower water temperature, and have yet to be frozen out or overheated

- the front door has a deadbolt, and it's impossible to lock your keys in the apartment

- there's a nearby tennis court I can safely practice kung fu forms in

- the workout room actually has working equipment in it

- there's never a line at the laundry machine

- I don't have to take an elevator to get to the laundry room

- I don't have to take an elevator to get to my car

- There are no drafts and I have central AC/heat

- it's quieter. Much, much quieter.

- basically instant freeway access to I-71

- no bums asking for change

It's not all guns and roses though:

- at the new building, I have to walk half a block to take out the trash

- my girlfriend is a block away, instead of two flights of stairs

- the kroger is not within walking distance

Nevertheless, I'm really glad I moved.

Deposits

It's been over two months since my girlfriend moved out, and she has yet to receive her deposit back. Apparently it was 'in the mail' some time last week. Perhaps the postal service here is unusually slow, after all we're talking about at least three miles between the two apartment buildings. Or perhaps there is a more mundane reason.

YMMV.

Moving

I'm moving out next month, across town to a place that actually has a pool, pool table, and weight room. Yes, it costs more for less space; but not tremendously more, and not tremendously less space. My girlfriend already lives in a different apartment at the complex, and so far things seem to be more than fine.

In some ways I'll miss this building, like I've missed most of the places I've set up camp at for an extended period. All things considered, it's been pretty good to me - I've not had any major explosions or issues that really screwed things up. There have been plenty of inconveniences though, and I don't look forward to another chilly winter here with heaters that aren't up to spec.

On the plus side, the smaller location means I get a head start on reducing my footprint. I gotta start throwing out useless crap now, which means there will be less to deal with for the big move next year.

Flooding

As if on cue, the pipes several floors up have exploded once again. My girlfriend's apartment was waterlogged this morning, so she came down and cooked breakfast on my stove. She moves out next week.