This is a weekly blog post that I'm calling Apartment Hell Life. I've mentioned a few times some of the crazy things that have gone on in and around my apartment complex and in my neighborhood in the past 27 years that I've lived here and people keep telling me I should write a book. But instead of a book, I've decided to share the crazy things that have happened in and around my apartment complex in the last 27 years here in a weekly blog post.
I was outside with Falcor Monday morning and saw a cop taking pictures of the graffiti on the walls. He saw me taking pictures of it for my blog and asked me if I knew who did it. I told him no but that it hadn't been there the day before.
We talked for a few minutes, and he said he knew who did it and knew he hung out with the homeless people, but he had no idea where he might be staying. He said he'd been patrolling this area for a while because of all the gang activity. I told him I knew a few apartments where the homeless stayed, and 2 vacant houses around the corner and then I asked if he knew about the tunnels. Once again, I encountered a police officer that had no idea what I was talking about. How do the police who patrol this neighborhood have no idea that a bunch of the homeless are down in the tunnels? I myself have told at least 4 cops in the last 2 years.
So I pointed out the manhole cover off of one of the entrances. I told him that the homeless people go down there and live and people running from the police will go down there because the police usually don't chase them down there. He said he was going to call his boss and ask for permission to go in the tunnel. I walked off and watched him get in his unmarked car a few moments later and drive off. I'm guessing he was told no. Now I know why I haven't seen him around here before. He's in an unmarked SUV. Now I know what it looks like, I've seen him several times slowly driving around.
I continued to take pictures of the mess the homeless people had made of with the trash that had been in the garbage cans the night before, including the mattresses in that last picture.
On the way home, I noticed smoke coming from the freeway. I could see in between the two parts of the sound wall that there was a car on fire. But the fire department was already there so I didn't walk down there since it was already hot as Hades outside.
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On another day my daughter noticed the fire department across the street. They had a ladder against the building across from me and had been on the roof.
I'm just guessing that someone's smoke detector went off and they called to make sure there was nothing on fire on the roof. But that's just my guess. Because they left soon after.
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Wednesday morning I heard a lot of shouting and yelling. I didn't go outside because you just never know what's going to happen when people are fighting. A few minutes later I heard the fire truck stop outside my bedroom window.
I figured it was safe enough to go outside at that point and as I got out there the ambulance pulled up. A lady from my apartment complex was holding a rag to her nose because she was bleeding and they loaded her into the ambulance.
The ambulance stayed for a few minutes after the fire engine left. I kept walking Falcor down the street.
That's when I noticed there was a trail of blood all over the sidewalk.
I'm guessing she got into a fight with another person but the police never showed up. So I'm not sure.
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The high this week was 110F/43C
The low this week was 86F/30C
So that's it for this week's Apartment Hell Life! Be sure to come back next week for more.
