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Moussa Aquil
LANDLORD'S ADDRESSES (1)
42 T St NW
Washington, DC 20001
UNITED STATES
LANDLORD'S PROPERTIES (1)
42 T St NW
Washington, DC 20001
UNITED STATES
From: 05/2013
To: 05/2014
RATINGS
	OVERALL
(1)	The landlord was easy to work with.
(1)	The landlord was forthcoming and accomodating.
(1)	The landlord communicated in a timely manner.
(1)	The landlord addressed my concerns.
(1)	The landlord's expectations of me were reasonable.
(1)	The landlord conducted a proper move-in inspection.
(1)	The landlord respected my privacy.
(1)	The landlord promptly completed repairs.
(1)	The landlord accurately completed repairs.
(1)	The landlord conducted a proper move-out inspection.
(1)	The landlord promptly refunded my deposit.
(1)	I would rent from this landlord again.
COMMENTS (1)
[03-Aug-2014] Let me start by saying, I'm not the type to rate landlords or anyone else for that matter. Let me also say, I have had good landlord's who I have not rated; so I guess I am like a lot of people: it takes a really, really bad experience to get me to voice my opinion. That said, let me begin. The English Basement is not nice; if you are inclined to move here, it is probably because you like the location and can't afford anything else. This much you will have to accept, as I did, if you decide to move here. When I initially checked the place out, it needed a number of repairs, which the landlord and I discussed. 1) floor tiles in the center of the living room were coming apart 2) part of the ceiling along the edge of the room had collapsed 3) dishwasher not working 4) washer/dryer not working 4) walls scuffed, needing repaint 5) dilapidated furniture from previous tenant needing removal 6) apartment appliances, dusty, unclean 7) window ledges, abhorrent 8) 2/3 of electrical outlets inoperative. On the day of my move-in I was aghast; nothing, nothing had been done! I soon also discovered the frig and microwave weren't turning on--an electrical problem that was sorted out days later, but which required that I store my milk upstairs for the first few days of my occupancy. In the coming weeks, Moussa repainted the walls himself, with little regard to my privacy; I came home on one occasion to find his wife and child in my living room; his contractor, a friend of his, was around alot, installing a floor board in my bedroom closet, which up to that point had been nothing but concrete; and above this a mouse with ready access to the bedroom through a chewed opening in the wall. Within a couple of days, I realized the place was infested with cockroaches. Each morning and evening I would find several of them scurrying about the kitchen. This, however I did not press. First order of business was to get a working dishwasher and washer/dryer. Christ, I took three months! Finally, with no other option, I suggested we settle on a reduction in rent til the repairs were made. This we did, and soon I had a working washer/dryer and a second hand dishwasher from upstairs which would breakdown and need replacement two months later, with the identical result: five, six weeks of texts and emails asking him to please, please do something about the damned thing, and nothing! That is, until, once again I threatened a reduction in rent. Within a day I had a new dishwasher. The utilities, god the utilities. One week after I informed our nice landlord of my intention to move out he dumped a $600 utility bill on me. A little background: when I moved in, Moussa insisted we keep the ultilites in his name; all well and good, but please get me the bills so I don't get behind. (Note: during the first quarter, I texted him a lot, asking for the bills; but as the months wore on, I grew disheartened and no longer pressed him as much.) When he handed me this large bill, I asked to please speak to the utility co, I wanted verify the charges; it was a large amount and he had mentioned to me that there was a balance on the account from the previous tenancy, and I didn't want to pay this, or for any late fees. He wouldn't provide authorization and seemed hurt that I did not trust him. This, I insisted upon, and 2 nights ago the thing finally happened, and let me tell you, the guy was a belligerent ass the entire time! It took several minutes just to get past the verification process (that place we've all been, where the customer service rep asks you for your customer number after you've already spent a minute diligently pressing it into your phone, number by number, for the automated system.) He was yelling at me, he was yelling at the cust service rep; "I've already given you the number, what do you want the number for, I've already given it to you!; sir, I'm sorry, but the number came in incomplete, won't you please just give it me one more time; I told you, I already gave it to you! I understand you're upset sir, but I can't help you if you don't give me your cust number; Moussa (me speaking) just please give her the number for chrissakes! He would not listen; who was I to be so difficult, causing him such strife! I had to practically wrestle the phone from his grip to get a word in edgewise. Conclusion: The guy doesn't give a damn about anybody but himself. He is full of excuses: "oh ya, my guy (the contractor) is finishing stuff upstairs (his place), he'll get to it in a couple of weeks!--a typical response. Bring up anything, and you are sure to hear all about the contractors and previous tenants who have screwed him--he loves playing the victim. I move out tomorrow, unsure of what hoops I'll have to jump through to get my security deposit back (more on that later!) Moral of the story: when a next door neighbor pulls you aside (which in my case really happened on day two), tells you "good luck getting him to do anything!," take it seriously. You might just be better off running like hell! Submitted Aug 3, 2014: True to form, his Lordship made refunding my security deposit very difficult. On May 10th I moved out. On May 11th I cleaned the place and arranged with his Lordship to meet afterwards for a move-out inspection. He declined the inspection, stating as his reason, "my contractor is not here, he has the paperwork." B-llSh-t! I texted him a couple of times to arrange the move-out inspection but his Lordship was busy so on June 11 I texted him my new address and asked him to send the security deposit there. He replied, "Okay." Another week went by and I put to him in a formal email request. No reply. On day 45, the day he is legally obligated to return the deposit, I sent him a formal demand letter by registered mail, which he never picked up from USPS. On day 60 I filed a small claims case against he and his wife, which was to go before the judge on Aug 1, but because the court had not sucessfully served him, the case was not going to be on the docket. So instead of resubmitting the case and hiring a professional to serve him, I texted him, asked him why he still hadn't returned my deposit, and we got to discussing the matter. He explained that he had been travelling. B-llS--t! On Aug 1, we met near the courthouse and he finally, reluctantly, wrote out the check to me, which, as far as I can tell, has cleared. But to be doubly sure, I'll have to check in with my bank later this week. As we stood there near the courthouse waiting for his wife to write the check, he did not apologize, nor was there any admission on his part for the wrongdoing he had perpetrated. Though, I will admit, I did not ask for any explanation and was only too happy to be on my way. Good riddance!
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