Sign of the Times

Well, I think I've scared the realtors off...
I may never see them again, though undoubtedly, they will find some way to rent this apartment to some poor, unsuspecting soul...

I'm not really sure which of my various comments finally did it...perhaps, it was when I pulled one girl aside in front of the realor and said, "you know, I feel I really must tell you since I wish someone had told me...the people upstairs are raging alcoholics...and the police are here several times a week...to break up all the fighting..." Just thought you should know...if you like peace and quiet, this is not the apartment for you...

Or perhaps it was when I informed one girl that the reason there was a New York Police lock on the door was because the apartment had been broken into...and that we did suspect someone from this building...the realtor and future tenant looked at me in horror, and he said (I'm sure to try and salvage this possible sale), "well, I'm sure they caught the person." I said, "well, actually, two other apartments in the complex were broken into in the same way in the last month..." He looked even more horrified and to try and further smooth over this quickly sinking sale, said, "well, I'm sure they'll catch him soon..." Whatever, dude, admit it...this is one mother fucking sketchy place...needless to say, that girl did not choose the sign the lease...

Or perhaps what finally did it was when I informed the two girls who viewed the apartment yesterday that they should be careful because we suspect that the man upstairs has a gun since he once offered to loan it to us...

Whatever the reason, the realtors have started showing the apartment when I am not here...I figure that they must think that is the only way they are going to move this hell hole off the market...I mean, don't get me wrong, everyone who has been here knows the actual apartment is beautiful, but consider the environment...I feel it is only my duty to warn people what they may or may not be getting themselves into...especially since Samia traps you once you're in here and makes it downright impossible to break your lease...

Add into all of this the fact that I called the realty company up late Saturday night and ranted and raved about how I was pissed off about the fact they failed to lock my apartment all the way back up after they showed it and let my cat out into the hall...

Yeah, I think they've come to realize that I'm pretty crazy at this point and are steering clear of me...
Once again, suggesting that each day, I am coming closer and closer to achieving my summer goal of instilling fear in as many people as possible...