Yesterday, I noticed something unsettling—the main entrance to my block of flats had been deliberately damaged. The wiring for the door’s locking system had been ripped out, leaving the entrance completely unsecured. That alone was worrying enough, but what happened next made it even worse.
This morning, I woke up to find a homeless person sleeping on the floor in the communal area, just outside my flat. That’s when it hit me—this wasn’t just a minor repair issue; it was a major security risk. Anyone could walk into the building at any time, with no way to keep them out.
Looking back, I think I know when this started. Two nights ago, around 9 PM, my buzzer rang. I almost answered it but decided to ignore it—no one should be trying to get into the building at that time. The next day, I noticed the damaged wiring. The lock wasn’t just broken—it had been sabotaged from the inside. That means someone must have been let in, either by another resident or by buzzing random flats until someone let them through.
I immediately emailed my property manager about the issue, but because it’s the weekend, I haven’t heard anything back yet. The only available number is for emergency repairs, and even though this is an emergency, I doubt they’ll consider it a priority. I also tried calling my landlord but couldn’t get through.
Meanwhile, my neighbour—who I know from the building—was visibly pissed off this morning when she had to deal with the homeless person moving deeper into the block. It’s clear I’m not the only one feeling uneasy about this whole situation.
I called 101 to report the issue to the police, but they basically told me they wouldn’t do anything unless the homeless person refused to leave. So, I had no choice but to wake them up myself and tell them to move on. They left, but what’s stopping them—or someone else—from coming back? Absolutely nothing. The door is still broken, and we’re all left to fend for ourselves.
I’m not happy about this at all. The thought of random people being able to walk into my building at any time makes me feel unsafe in my own home. I’ve worked hard to make this place feel secure, and now it’s completely compromised because someone decided to tear apart the entrance lock.
For now, I’m sticking to my original plan—paying off my debts as fast as possible. But once my tenancy agreement is up in a year, I’m seriously considering moving somewhere outside of the town centre, somewhere I don’t have to deal with this kind of bullshit.
Until then, I’ll be chasing my landlord and property management hard to get this fixed. And if they don’t act soon, I’ll be looking into other ways to escalate it. Because I’m not about to sit here for a year, waiting for another unwelcome visitor to show up at my door.
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