People Were Being Pushed To An All Time High Right Now - Why Won't Anybody Else Speak-Out!?

Chapter 2 

Building code states the imminent danger almost verbatim in the definition of building code and also stating the urban blight that people were living in with more people being hurt then helped – people often turn to drug use and drug dealers to get drugs while these things are going on because their resources are limited.  1005 Section 1005 Subd. 20 b states “Imminent Danger: A condition which could cause serious or life-threatening injury or death. Including but not limited to; heating systems that have damaged heat exchangers; rusted or plugged flues; inadequate venting; lack of temperature or pressure relief valves. Electrical systems that have damaged or deteriorated equipment; utilize the improper use of extension cords. Plumbing systems that are unsanitary due to leaking waste systems; cross connection of potable water supply; lack of adequate water supply. Walls, ceilings, roofs, foundations, and floor systems that will not safely carry imposed loads. Refuse, garbage, human waste, dead vermin or other animals, animal waste, or other materials causing unsanitary conditions. Infestation of rats, insects, or other vermin.”
 

I knew that people were being pushed to live in unnatural ways and that the laws weren’t helping them secure these rights if you didn’t know how to fight them, so how were people supposed to feel when they aren’t getting help in their concerns?  It shouldn’t take even 12 letters and contacting the city to get things done but I was writing 30-40 letters and calling everywhere to no available help in sight!  But, that was what was happening, and worse things then that.  People were left in danger and just allowed to live.  But, how was I supposed to live and let live?  Was that literally what they were telling me here?  I just needed to move on from living this way for a year, and forget about justice being done.    
 

I never thought that seeking justice for the things that I've been going through – along with other people, that it would be this hard.  In fact, building code very clearly states that bugs and vermin of any kind that aren't brought into the home by their tenants was up to the management to take care of the issue.  The simple exterminator was not enough – and did not help my living conditions.
 

There was four entry points or more into the specific apartment unit where I was living at the time, and I was the one that covered up the holes that they should have fixed.  I didn't have appropriate materials myself and had to get some from my brother-in-law.
 

Next, a mouse ran over my moms head while sleeping and woke up having a nervous breakdown when she immediately came to me beat-red in the face – bouncing from one leg to the next screaming, “Matt, a mouse just ran over my head, a mouse just ran over my head, a mouse just ran over my head – I don't know what to do...” and on and on it went until I had bounced up out of bed at that time with little to no sleep, and just held her and said, “Oh mama, it's going to be alright mama, we're going to take care of this thing.”  All I could do was hug her and tell her comforting nothings to get her to calm down, but inside I was detrimental for her, and for what I had been already going through I was scared as fuck as what I was going to do.  So, right away – I went into her room to look and we started seeing mice together running around our place and it was just unbearable.  I said, “I'm sorry we're going through this mama, we really need to start getting on the management here about all these issues,” which we were doing, and doing all the time.  Next, her computer was hacked, and the Gmail account that she was using for these issues was hacked as well.  I was so angry that I wrote management and asked that they send me the emails they had gotten from us.  It wasn't until my 3rd time asking in a really long letter, that gave me the emails back.  But, it was just so rude!  I shouldn't have had to re-create the situations basically that we had been writing in the first place and writing the building-code within the letter that states the misdemeanors that they should be getting over this issue, and instead – I was being left in my concerns, and worse things started to happen.  My computer was starting to be attacked on a regular basis and way too much for it to be called a regular hack, it seemed way to sophisticated that it was feeling more that it was an attack on me personally as I was starting to get really upset about the issues, and just wanted some closure already.  But, I was far from closure, and am still far from closure on this issue.  My mom was screaming, and I... was screaming inside trying to calm her down.  And, I won't say that tensions didn't get so high in that place that I could stay calm and grin and bear it anymore – I was to a point before leaving that I was literally going out of my mind.  I wanted some help with this myself, and I was feeling as though I didn't have a way out.  With this happening, and also at the same time I was not paid fairly by the business I was working for as a Personal Care Attendant for my mom – though it was easy work, it was some of the hardest work that I've ever had to do because my client was my own mom.  And, I cared a lot about my mom.  But, we just weren’t seeing eye to eye on the issues that we were experiencing.  That I knew she was able to see for herself that I was getting pictures of them.
 

Checks didn't come at this time for about a month and a half – and I have yet to see money from 2015 into 2016 from my employer from unpaid wages.  Checks were before this point shy of hours, and like 6 hours here and 10 hours there, but when I wasn't paid there at the end of the year I was out 100's of hours worth of payment that I never received and am still trying to get help with that case.  My checks were rarely right before this time period and I was feeling screwed over by my employer where I was calling after submitting time-sheets through fax, and asking them if they had gotten them, and was a constant run-around as to whether or not they got them or not.  They would say they'd call me back when they got back to the office and I never received a call back, or they would tell me they got them and just not remit full payments for them or payment at all.  I was most assuredly going to fight this in court I thought and fight the apartment manager in court as well.  But, this was highly not at all what ended up happening so far.  I was worked up, overwhelmed and stressed beyond what anyone should have ever had to go through.  I was detrimental.  I hurt in ways that I knew no one should have ever had to hurt and if it were up to me – I was out to stop that pain.
 

So, here I was really hurting, and on top of my aches and pains and this enormous pain in my chest, my mom was also in pain writing letters and getting sick over and over, again and again – nevertheless emailing the apartment manager about our concerns.  We wanted them to get sick of seeing our emails, and they certainly were sick of them – because they really never did much of anything to take care of the problem at the source where there was a definite infestation of mice in the building and were tunneling in and around the entire complex.  I've got proof pictures so long as I wasn't completely worked over, I’ll show you.  We asked to be put into another place, put into a hotel, or anywhere besides staying in their filthy little hell hole, and I personally asked in a letter what was to be done about this situation and nothing was ever done in an appropriate manner and nothing was ever said back to me about my concerns.  Not even a simple letter!  Instead, they tried blaming me for smoking in the hallways, when there were other people who did this, and the blame was being placed on the wrong people.  Either way, I didn't have any part in it – I just knew this was attacking me to get an eviction process started and all to push me and rip what home I did have from underneath my feet more then it was already feeling like a dungeon.  They had the exterminator come out and place boxes of bate traps up around the place, inside and out, but this was simply not going to solve the issues where they have had holes that have bored into and out of their walls and foundations.  I was a carpenter by trade and knew that this place was not well kempt.  The holes that I've mentioned were never covered up or fixed and what they were doing is making it seem as though it wasn't an apartments foundation issue over the people who lived here's issues.  This was simply not what was going on... these mice, or voles and whatever were coming in from the outside and boring into their apartments and screwing up peoples lives.  I had a good 3” inch hole underneath the kitchen heater, for an example, where the sheet-rock was simply not sealed to the floor for a good 5' feet, and just beyond that sheet-rock was a hole.  I had covered up this hole!  Not the maintenance and no one ever came to fix anything.  I ended up fixing this hole with some dry wall and some steel-wool knowing that the mice had a problem chewing through steel-wool from what I read online, and this seemed to stop a few more from coming in, but still was not enough.  There were other holes like I said that I covered up and we still were getting mice in our apartment home.
 

My mom had written letters where she had said, “they're ignoring us,” and when the exterminator came out and we were saying it wasn't enough, we were also both feeling itchy at this time, and I was feeling extremely itchy and knew that I had a bad infestation of lice on me where I was unable to sleep – not getting paid I didn't have money to buy products to get rid of the itchy lice, and she had wanted to hide that fact from certain people in fear she wouldn't be able to see people.  She really feared that she wouldn't be able to see her grandchildren, she could care less about me anymore as I was furious, hard to work with, and harder to talk to when it was all that I was obsessing over, as I was overwhelmed with the ways that I was feeling.  I was seriously going a little outside of my mind, but in that position – who wouldn't be obsessing about it a little bit.  Where is the justice?  Where is the closure?