I am actually convinced that he will do certain things to the building, or impose some kind of restriction in some way, just to get the tenants to pay for things he doesn't want to pay for - like cable or internet or wire fishing.

Hell, he doesn't even perform repairs. If there's something that needs to be replaced or fixed in our apartments, he requires that we call the office first, get an estimate on how much it will cost, and then pay to have it taken care of by one of their own contractors.

He cares so little about his tenants that it's unbelievable. I had a hole open up in my ceiling that's two feet wide by a foot across, because the upstairs neighbor's sink and toilet were flowing through the broken pipes, which drained water directly into my bedroom below. There was one point where it was an actual torrential downpour and several gallons of water were poured all over the floor from the broken pipes, onto the wood floorboars.

It took a month and a half to get the pipes fixed. The hole in the ceiling is still there and I don't suspect that he will be sending anyone by to patch it up, despite saying that he would. It's been over a month since it was fixed. When the plumber showed up to fix the pipes, I showed him the video of the downpour that happened and his first response was, "You should've shown this to the landlord," and I said BITCH, I DID, A MONTH AGO.

My stove stopped working in March of this year. That's still not fixed either, and I've given up on trying to get anyone here to fix it. I now cook on an induction burner, an electric skillet, an air fryer and a panini press, because I can't use the stove or oven and don't own a microwave.

The guy that lives below me has mice that make their way up the pipes in the walls to the second and third floors every spring and winter. For a good 2-3 weeks there is solid mouse activity for a month or so, at least. We've complained, but he's never done anything about it. He just insists that we're slobs and the mice come in because of that, not because it's cold outside and they're looking for warmth and food. I'm OCD. There is never, NEVER, anything in my house that a mouse should be looking for, but they make their way up anyway.

Last winter, my heater broke. For the majority of the last two months of 20-30F weather temps, it was 55F in my apartment, at all times. Sometimes colder. I remember because I would look at the thermostat and try in vain to turn the heater on just to warm the place up a LITTLE bit, but it didn't work. Obviously.

There's several other things I could name off, but I feel like this gives a good impression of the kind of asshole he is. I've got Verizon coming on Friday to see if they can hook up internet for me without needing to run a cable on the outside of the building. Hopefully they can, because I can't keep using my mobile hotspot to work. Even these last two days, due to my needing to use the hotspot to work, my phone bills has doubled. Typically it's around $85. At the moment, it's sitting at almost $200.

I fucking hate this guy, but haven't been able to move just yet. Though I have plans to in the near future. I have never dealt with a shittier landlord, ever.

I own a duplex in Elmhurst and it honestly is pretty frustrating that every time the cable company comes out for a new resident they pay absolutely no attention to anything that's already been run and just plow right into making some new exterior holes that they don't properly seal and then run the 20th piece of sloppily-installed coax up the side of the building, just generally making the whole side of the house look like complete shit.

And then, inside, the real fun begins. Let's put some holes in 100-year-old oak baseboards. Let's ram that wire through plaster and crack it everywhere. Hey, maybe we'll just go right down through some hardwood floors!

Those cable installers are honestly the worst.

However, the landlord shouldn't leave their tenants high and dry. I fished coax and ethernet to most of the rooms in each unit and finished them off with wall plates.

Just to try to leave with a practical tip here, there were two ways I got cables to the second floor: 1) there was an old doorbell on the second floor and I was able to pull new wires up to that location from the basement along the path the doorbell wires had taken; 2) each unit has a small closet/pantry in the kitchen and I pulled some wires up though there to get to each floor. This is really common in old multi-families in Providence. You might have a similar situation.