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Two days ago, I get the welcome letter from the apartments. I finally know my address, which unit is ours, and I’m over the moon with joy. Yesterday, my Dad and I took a drive there to take a peek at our new place. It was really hard to find, all the other residents were nice and really helpful, showing us which way to go. Unfortunately, I realize our unit is in what I’ve named “The Creepy Corner.” The Creepy Corner is that one (or sometimes two) unit(s) that seem to be off to the side, away from everyone else. And to the right you have some huge field instead of other people. You’re pretty isolated, which isn’t always a bad thing, yet I’ve always spotted it in many, many single-unit apartment complexes and can’t say I’m a fan. Don’t worry, it gets worse. Just as we’re about to get out of the truck, a guy comes out of the apartment directly across from ours, takes out a lawn chair, sits down right in the middle of the sidewalk and blocks us, so my Dad and I already have no choice but to walk around him. My Dad gives me a nudge and says, “Make small talk with him, I need to feel this guy out a little.” So I’m all Heyyy how are you? you know all that awkward stuff and he just looks me dead in the eye, no emotion, no answer, just a little smirk on his face. Just staring at me, and almost right through me. So my Dad steps in and takes over and says something like Hey, how ya doing? (Everyone loves my Dad.) He has a way with people. But nope, to my surprise, this guy gives my Dad an even meaner look than he gave me, almost a look like GET OFF MY TURF. We get back in the truck and I say to my Dad I don’t think I’ll feel safe living across from this guy, especially far away from everyone else in the Creepy Corner. And he said, “You know what, Melly? Neither would I. I can’t read him. There’s nothing there to read. Nothing good. I’m all for privacy, but there’s something not right with this one.” WONDERFUL. So today, after work (yayyy, first I get to work) I have to call the prop manager and somehow explain this to her without sounding like a judgmental a-hole. But I can’t be working my butt off and living in a place where I don’t feel safe. I’m sorry, I won’t do it. Sleep is one of the most important things, if not THE most important thing to me. I can’t sleep with one eye open. This guy is gonna mess with my sleep. I just hope and pray we either get put back on the list, even the bottom of the list, or next on the list, because I still like this place. Just not the Creepy Corner with Creepy Guy. Crap! #RentalAdventures Tag stolen from my good friend OceanTiara, I don’t think she’ll mind. Be back later friends x