Chelsea Creekside Apartments
I used to live at these apartments and what a hell hole. One evening I had guests come over for the first time. It began to rain as they entered , as soon as they sat down the entire living room had to be moved into the kitchen. Water had begun to seep into the room at a rapid pace threatening my flokati, the entire living room and the soiree. All my towels had to be brought out to keep the water from damaging my furniture. The party continued but the ambiance sucked.
The laundry room was a place I never used or entered. One morning I passed it by and saw the table broken on the floor, the windows had been broken and glass and blood were everywhere. UGH! It was a crime scene with blood on the ceiling, broken windows, dents in the machines and holes in the walls where you could tell heads and fists went through and drops of blood down the sidewalk leading to the victim or the culprit. UGH!
To make it worse, nothing was ever cleaned up, fixed or replaced and remained this way until I left in 2005.
I came home one day to find the living room ceiling on my floor (not on the flokati). A pile of sheet rock and ceiling and a broken piece of furniture(nothing of value). It was at this point that my blood boiled and I exploded all over the staff. With this I moved out. The place was left as spotless as could be but they had "lost" my deposit. Still, I was more than happy to sign off and move into my own house.
Amazingly, it still stands, by a hair no doubt. It's a lousy and somewhat dangerous place. Loads of cops were at the building at least 4 times a month. The pool was declared a bio hazard at one point and management treats you like a deadbeat even when you have paid your rent in full, months in advance. It was the roughest year I ever spent in an apartment in all my years in Austin. Last due paid before I became a homeowner.
The laundry room was a place I never used or entered. One morning I passed it by and saw the table broken on the floor, the windows had been broken and glass and blood were everywhere. UGH! It was a crime scene with blood on the ceiling, broken windows, dents in the machines and holes in the walls where you could tell heads and fists went through and drops of blood down the sidewalk leading to the victim or the culprit. UGH!
To make it worse, nothing was ever cleaned up, fixed or replaced and remained this way until I left in 2005.
I came home one day to find the living room ceiling on my floor (not on the flokati). A pile of sheet rock and ceiling and a broken piece of furniture(nothing of value). It was at this point that my blood boiled and I exploded all over the staff. With this I moved out. The place was left as spotless as could be but they had "lost" my deposit. Still, I was more than happy to sign off and move into my own house.
Amazingly, it still stands, by a hair no doubt. It's a lousy and somewhat dangerous place. Loads of cops were at the building at least 4 times a month. The pool was declared a bio hazard at one point and management treats you like a deadbeat even when you have paid your rent in full, months in advance. It was the roughest year I ever spent in an apartment in all my years in Austin. Last due paid before I became a homeowner.
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