Winner!

Thank you again to all those who entered.

I will post the honorable mentions soon.

It was a CLOSE race. 

Over 900 of votes were cast.

Baby Roaches and Bologna were neck and neck until yesterday when....

Baby Roaches pulled ahead. 

Throw the confetti, drop the balloons, release the doves, pass the hand sanitizer, BABY ROACHES is the winner!

Congratulations MANDY!

Congratulations to SHERI, who won the Target Gift card. 

email me your address please. 

And thank you to Jennifer and Laura!

Mandy submitted multiple pictures to go with her story.....

"One week after my arrival at this property I received roach complaints from three residents in the same building.  Naturally, my antennae perked up and I realized that the whole building must need treatment.  Easy enough, let's add it to this week's schedule.  Pest control day arrived and I supplied my vendor with the keys for that building.  He was only gone for 20 minutes when he came back to my office and ran for the bathroom.  He was in there for what seemed like an eternity gagging, gurgling and heaving.  When he finally came out he told me he found the source of the problem...the apartment in the attached photos.  In case you couldn't tell by the pictures, the resident was a raging alcoholic.  In addition to the mountains of Budweiser boxes, the apartment was covered in urine and human feces, which provided ample nutrition to the millions of roaches co-habitating the unit.  The smell.  OH MY GOD THE SMELL!  Never in my 13 years as a property manager have I encountered anything like it. 

Next begins the process of getting the resident to clean up the apartment (yeah, right) under the looming threat of eviction.  Here's where it gets really good.  The resident was given 14 days to either clear that nastiness out or hire a crime scene clean up company to do it for him.  No, I will not pay for that.  In an attempt to buy more time the resident begin calling an ambulance to transport him to the hospital.  When I saw the medics entering the property I jumped on the golf cart to see where they were going.  Yes, it was the roach-man's apartment.  I watched as the paramedics refused to transport this man due to the roaches crawling all over his body and hiding under his clothes.  They were, quite literally, eating him alive.  WHAT?   Can that really happen?  Yes.  Yes it can. 

The next day the resident came to my office to try and buy more time.  He was freshly showered, clean shaven and appeared to be roach-free.  As he sat in the chair opposite my desk, begging for another 2 weeks to clean the apartment, he began urinating on himself.  And on my chair.  Which then spilled over onto the carpet.  He excused himself quickly and left the office.  Did that just happen?  I didn't hear from again for 3 days.  The fourth day was re-inspection day.  As my Leasing Manager and I opened the apartment door, the new little roach hatchlings began falling on our heads like rain.  Drop, drop, drop.  EFF THIS, I'm leaving!!  We shut the door and ran down the stairs screaming and batting our heads like we just had roaches raining on us.  Oh wait.  A couple of hours later the resident came back to my office wearing the same clothes he had worn to my office days ago.  And urinated in.  And they had not been washed.  Oh God, there's that smell again.  And oh, oh no, that was a roach crawling across his neck in my office!  No more.  Get out and get out now! 

We were forced to file the eviction and, thankfully, the resident vacated before we had to do the Writ of Possession.  What was left behind DID require a crime scene clean-up company to trash out.  The unit took the better part of a year to re-build and be deemed insect-free. I learned so much from this experience that I hope I will never have to use again in the future. "