Apartment Review for Irving Properties - Minneapolis, MN

Three months, five requests, nothing in response. Moved into a "completely redone" unit, specifically offered as "all new everything" by Jeff and Jim. Stove didn't work - stove is circa 1983, not even a hint of "new." Fuse box, which was blown upon turning on lights, then again w/ stove, was at least sort of repaired... all works, but 3 of 5 fuses are in neutral position, like they jiggled them enough to work for a while; and I was instructed that if necessary, call them, but never, ever touch the fuse box located in the apartment. Code violation? I'd say likely. The bathroom looked alright when rushed through on a viewing, however, a junior high shop kid with only one eye could figure out that flooding upstairs over multiple years has destroyed the floor and walls. Only negligence allows for walls and ceilings to fall into themselves with no apparent concern for physical safety and health, an these guys refuse to acknowledge that mold affects health, a lot. Three months and waiting on a working call/buzz box. Jeff said it would be done in two days. The next month, it would be done the next day. After that, it would be done in the next week. I would really love to be able to get deliveries like pizza or packages, but not having a doorbell (estimated cost = $15) really sucks, I actually missed my mom stopping by for lunch... Also, when I moved in there was a desecrated couch in front. One of the unit managers, seemingly off-handedly, recommended that I get mattress covers, which was weird. Now, after two months, I know why - bedbugs. The desecrated couch in front had been destroyed because MN law requires any infestation of bedbugs to have furniture "made un-reusable." AKA the property managers were the folks required to cut the couches etc. into shreds as they were removed from a bedbug infestation in the building. And yet, after weeks of bedbug bites (disgusting, filthy things), they deny knowing bedbugs exist here. After showing them multiple pictures of bedbugs and related welts and abrasions over the past few weeks, they just sent over an exterminator. Whom, upon being asked, could not show me a license of any kind, and whom within minutes of walking into the living room declared that there was nothing to be alarmed about, and thus no problem. Perfect, my landlords hired hands say that my two-year-old has somehow spontaneously created welts all over her body, and that the insects caught in a jar that look exactly like bedbugs are "probably just spiders." Idiots, and might I add, they seem like good guys - until you sign a lease. After that, you might as well be arguing with a drunken, coked-out Russian sailor who's loud, obnoxious, and doesn't even share the same language. Avoid these idiots. Also, avoid these complete dicks, unless you have the cash to pay for a rad lawyer for physical/psychological injuries, as you're into the whole scope of asshole with 'em.