I had just moved into my apartment, in a good neighborhood.
Somehow, I knew my presence alone caught the attention of my neighbors.
It was about 3 o’clock in the morning and I had just gotten home from a party at a friend’s house. I heard someone from inside, as I approached the door, I suddenly wished I had decided to have an alarm installed when it was recommended. I went to turn on the light in my living room, and there was my property owner sitting there with my shoes on. I looked at him with a confused look on my face, and I asked him why he was there. He claimed she was there to service my a/c, then this did not make sense, because as far as I knew, there was nothing wrong with it! My property owner stumbled over to the control unit, tapped on it, and said once again that it wasn’t working right. I went over to where he was sitting and slowly approached him. His breath smelled strange that told me he was not in the right state of mind. I asked him to leave and told him it was not okay for him to be there, without my expertise. He said that he only came over because he had gotten a call from one of her properties saying the a/c was broken. He claimed he could not remember which place the call was in reference to. I looked at him and repeated my statement and told him again to leave. He left quickly and I checked the a/c unit and as I had already known, the air conditioning was just fine. One month later, I moved out.