God I hated living in apartments.

I feel your pain man.

The last place we lived at there was a guy that wasn't really right in the head. He always played with everyones kids out by the clubhouse. Anyway one day he tells me "this key opens all the storage units". Me thinking yeah right bub knowing his condition. So I thought why not take him up on his word and escorted him to our personal storage unit. Sure enough he puts the key in and opens the damn door. Turns out his dad was one of the maintenance guys there. Him and his son regularly went through peoples shit. We reported it and got some lame excuse and an apology.