Summit Crest Apartments

I had lived in that dump for a year myself. Just like the other posts, it started out ok but soon went downhill fast. Ghetto scum, insensitive neighbors, do-​nothing management, and even a couple of prostitutes that offered apartment services. There was even a tenant that died in his apartment and it was few weeks until he was discovered (I guess the stench was part of the ambiance).
The real kick was that my ex-​gf decided to move out (and clean me out) while I was at work. She parked the U-​Haul in front of the manager’s office and the manager did not even think of calling me (30 days notice before move –out, right? Her name was on the lease too) to see if there was a problem.
Stay away…

I lived in this building for almost a year… and roaches for a month!!!
I am one of the cleanest people I know. I wipe down, vacuum, scrub and scrape regularly. I lived down the hall from some dope fiends, (I assume as such because the few glimpses I got into the apartment immediately made me think of what a crack house must look like in addition to their appearance) and I assumed the insect issue might be a result of their nasty habits.
In any case, I woke up one night, in the middle of the night to get some water. I was about 8 months into my lease. I walked into the kitchen and turned on the light to find a single roach on my counter. I about lost it. Roaches are one of the nastiest insects that exist, so for me, I was ready to move out that night! I contacted the manager the next morning and she arranged for the exterminator to come out.
The exterminator commented on how clean my place was, and assured me that he didn’t see any of the signs that would suggest the problem had originated in my apartment. But, sure enough, like the pre-​story to a an «Infested» episode, I walked into my kitchen a couple days later and there was another roach. I contacted the manager again, and expressed that it might be necessary to have whole building sprayed because they had to be coming from somewhere, but it wasn’t my apartment. If they continued to only spray my apartment, the problem would persist. Which is exactly what it did.
The exterminator came out a second time, and by this time I had seen a few more roaches. The exterminator validated my claim that the roaches were coming through the walls, and simply spraying my apartment was NOT going to solve the problem.
I then wrote a letter to the property management company, The Lapham Company, and they did nothing! Well there was NO way I was going to continue living there so I threatened to report them to the Health Department, claimed that my living situation was hazardous to my health, and unsanitary living conditions and could not, by law be forced to stay in my lease. The Lapham Company, after my threat to report them, obliged my request to be released from my lease with no penalty, and I moved out.
I should have still reported them but I did not want to be bothered. You do get what you pay for, but no matter where you live, unless it is on the streets, no one pays to live roaches. Had it not been for them, and managements refusal to take care of the situation, I would have stayed.

Well its been a interesting living here for about a year. I signed a year lease to be comfortable, and they had a move in special too. The location is easy to find and get to.
There is a live in manager that has been there for about 30 years. She stays on the first floor btw. The building exterior could use some work. A new paint job might make it look less of a blight compared to the other buildings around there. The neighborhood has gotten more challenged and worst since I moved in on April 2010. It was ok at first. Pretty quiet at night. But the last few months I’ve been hearing more homeless, and crackheads arguing outside. Cars with loud music driving by at all times of the day. Also notice more car vandalism, windows busted out, ect.
To top it off I had a «wonderful» upstairs neighbor that wore cement shoes. I didn’t care that person was overweight also. This person had no decency to pick up their feet. Confronted them at 3Am first and last time, still no improvement. Besides the building is a bit old and the ceiling is probably thinner than most. The bathrooms are very small, you have a full size tub and shower, toilet is right next to it. The kitchen has a gas stove not full size though. gas wall heater.
Some of the neighbors are classless and ghetto. When they come home or leave they would slam their doors. Why? I have no clue.
When my lease was up, found a better apartment in a nicer area of town (still Oakland). It was fine for what it was at first, but glad I got out of there.

This had been the worst apartment building I’ve ever lived in! The nightmare started in 2007 when I moved out of my ex’s house and needed a place of my own. I had 2 friends who lived in the building so I thought it would be great to live there.
I made an appointment with the building manager & she showed me a couple different apts. All looked really nice. I asked her «Is the building quiet’» She said, «Well, you hear it now so yes, it’s always like this.» Keep in mind, this was about 2 in the afternoon.
So I moved in.
The next morning sharply at 8am I awoke to a baby screaming. This was not some normal screaming so I yelled downstairs to the apartment below, «Is everything OK’» Then the screaming stopped. Weird.
THEN… about a month later some a**hole moved into the apartment upstairs & thought it was ok to play his bass guitar at maximum volume. It literally rattled knick knacks off of my shelves! Not only that, but he would wake up every morning at 4am (he was a doctor apparently in a midlife crisis) and slam things on the floor or something. All I know is that I would wake up with my heart racing from the loud noises.
Then the guy next to me thought that he’d try his new found drumming talent out. Needless to say, I was going crazy. I lived there for about 3 months before I finally went insane.
The worst part was after all of the complaints I made to the manager, she did NOTHING. And in fact, she came to me with complaints from my own neighbors saying that they heard noise. WTF’ The only noise I made was banging on the ceiling to tell the a**hole upstairs to stop torturing me!
OMG, if you ever even think of renting here, think again! Nightmare apt from HELL!
And I didn’t even begin to tell all of the horror stories! Drug dealers, loud music, screaming babies, etc. Not to mention the parking spot I got, the guy next to me had a huge truck and left 9 dings in my car door. After complaining to him and the manager, nothing was done!
Besides, any apartment that ALWAYS has a hugh «for rent» banner out front, is not a good sign! Enough said. Renter beware!

While I was moving out, a fellow tenant and asked how long I’d been here. When I told him just under a year, he said, «Wow – surprised you lasted that long.»
Quite frankly, I was surprised, too. The apartment was really grungy – stained grout and dirty carpet, for example. Someone stole my hand truck while I was moving, my fridge broke and when the maintenance worker replaced it he neglected to plug in the new one (spoiling all my food), and there are a lot of break-​ins in the neighborhood (the cute little café on the corner frequently had its windows smashed in).
There were some pros, though. The manager was pretty nice, and the place is close to BART and a grocery store. Rent was pretty cheap, too. But not cheap enough to keep me here.