Management tends to shut off the air conditioning. This wouldn't be so bad if it weren't an unseasonably warm October--it was in the high seventies today. The heat wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the fact that one of my neighbors died.
And began to decompose. In his apartment.
Long story short, by the time management got to it, he'd been dead for about three days and the odor of death, which smells strongly of piss, had permeated my entire floor. Management didn't give us any formal notice--just said that a tenant had moved out due to death--and didn't turn on the AC so we could ventilate our apartments. I went out to CVS, burned the largest scented candle I could find, opened my windows and prayed for the best. It took about half an hour for me to get the smell out.
Wouldn't it be ironic if he died due to the heat?
Oh, and the AC's still off.