I lived in a shitty apartment in East Hollywood a few years back. Wish I took a closer look at the cabinetry before moving in because I saw little German roaches in every possible nook and cranny. Little bits of them were smashed up inside hinges, drawer rails, and even underneath the kitchen overhangs. The manager said it was my fault for not thoroughly inspecting the apartment before moving in. He had to concede later when rats decided to move in and shit all over my books. I once found a big fat one chilling on my dining room chair spine and do an unsuccessful jump to the kitchen cabinets before retreating to its hiding hole behind the dishwasher.
I lived in a shitty apartment in East Hollywood a few years back. Wish I took a closer look at the cabinetry before moving in because I saw little German roaches in every possible nook and cranny. Little bits of them were smashed up inside hinges, drawer rails, and even underneath the kitchen overhangs. The manager said it was my fault for not thoroughly inspecting the apartment before moving in. He had to concede later when rats decided to move in and shit all over my books. I once found a big fat one chilling on my dining room chair spine and do an unsuccessful jump to the kitchen cabinets before retreating to its hiding hole behind the dishwasher.
Frankly both rats and roaches suck.