I felt like an unwanted step child in this apartment. I arrived about 5:00pm. Security handed me an envelope and that was it. I went to go find my apartment for the next 3 weeks. It was definitely a lot smaller than the pictures. And a wonderful surprise against the wall. A full sized crib where a dining table should have been! I have no children and never requested a crib! Turned on the living room tv and no picture. Tried different things, finally decided to check all the connections and yeah, all the cables were disconnected. That was fun connecting them. The bedroom. Felt like a carnival ride. The dresser sloped down towards the middle, 2 drawers were missing the handles, one was slightly broken. Not sure how the tv didn’t topple from the sad dresser drooping. The incredible thing here is how the bed was exactly the same as dresser, broken in the middle and drooping. Sat on the edge of the bed, that’s fine. Went to lie down and that dip in the middle, was a little scary. I was exhausted and knew that no one would come help Saturday night. The apartment is obviously the sad rental that no one really takes care of. The touch up paint didn’t even try to match the wall, the scratches, broken string on the bedroom blinds, sad lamps and the legs on the glass end tables that fall off, I almost cried. Did call them to remove the crib, but I didn’t want to try and get a different apartment since I figured this was the best they could do. I made the best out of it.