When I moved into the apartment building, I knew I was going to have concerns with my next door neighbor.
- If I had known that the lady was going to be so horrible, I never would have chosen to move into this particular home building.
On the morning that my friends and I moved all of my things into the building, The lady made a comment about the stink of marijuana. My friends and I absolutely stinked enjoy marijuana. Both of us had been smoking in the truck before the two of us started unloading all of the furniture and boxes. When the lady made the comment, I just smiled and kept walking with the boxes in my arms. I couldn’t tell if she was making a remark that was sarcastic or funny. A lot of people use recreational marijuana around here. It isn’tuncorrect at all. A few afternoons after I moved, there was a note on my front door from the office. Someone in the building complained about the stink of marijuana and it was clear that the stink had been coming from our apartment. I knew it had to be the acquaintance across the call that complain about the stink. I waited until the lady came apartment from work one morning and I approached her. I asked her what the two of us could do to fix the problem. I wanted to continue being able to smoke marijuana although I wanted her to be thrilled as well. She provided myself and others a rude look and asked myself and others to leave her porch. Apparently there is not going to be any way to please this lady. If she continues to complain to the home management, they are going to make myself and others leave the building.