The on-site managers at my 8 unit apartment are the biggest, most useless hamplanets I have ever been stuck around. The owner of the apartment building lives somewhere else writing books about traveling the world (good for her). In her place she seems to have selected the most god awful obeast couple to act as the onsite managers. Just to begin, the building is 3 floors. All the halls, stairs, and mailboxes are inside the building and the entrances are all locked. The main door opens in at a landing between the bottom and second floors and has the mail boxes. I live on the bottom floor which has the laundry room and an entrance to the front side parking under the upper floors. They live on the top floor.  Since the parking is down hill from the street we get a lot of leaves and shit blown in during the fall and stuff is always getting tracked into the hallway. We used to have a cleaning service come out but that stopped happening and the building owner was not aware. I have taken to vacuuming the hall out there since I have to deal with it if it starts smelling more than people on the other floors. Anyway, these fat fucks are also a pain in the ass to get in contact with. They never answer their phones directly. You have to speak to their answering machine while they listen and decide if they want to pick up or not. Fun when your dishwasher is leaking onto the floor and they don't feel like being bothered at the moment. So they already do fuck all as managers, but then just being in the hallway at the same time is a nightmare. When either of them are on the stairs they take up almost the entire width of the stairs and have to go up one step at a time, pausing for at least 3 second on each step. When they go down the stairs they basically just sit down and slide down each step slowly. The other day I wanted to check the mail when I just happened to be caught behind one of them coming in from parking their car. I just turned around and went back to my apartment to try again in 5 minutes. The next day when UPS or whoever came to deliver packages they buzzed my apartment and I buzzed them in. After a minute I went up to the mailboxes since they were in a hurry and didn't drop packages at people's doors when I saw a package for the non-migratory landwhales. I then heard the woman saying "Hello?" from the top of the stair case and I realized that she was hoping to have the delivery man bring the package up the stairs. She couldn't see who was at the mailboxes so I just grabbed my box and left. She could use another trip down and back up the stairs. At least rent is stupidly cheap compared to everywhere else in the city.