Wednesday, May 24, 2006

The Gross Apartment

Aaah I can finally post up some of the much anticipated photos of that horrible apartment which I was expected to live in for 4.5 weeks. Looking back at these photos, they really don't do the place any justice as to how disgusting it really was. You gotta remember that there was a cigarette stench upon entering!

This place allowed me to experience what it is like to have a psychotic disorder. At first I was in disbelief that a multinational company (ok, it's really just Australia, NZ and some stores in Singapore) would put someone here. Then I got really pissed off because I already had to endure huge admin issues with obtaining the flight/accommodation details. To put me into a cheap 'bring-your-own-whore' hotel was the icing on the cake. That anger turned into maniacal laughter as I critiqued my surrounding environment. Finally, I started to cry - all these emotions in a span of 10 minutes of opening the door. I dont know if my crying stemmed from the fact that I was on the verge of insanity, laughing too hard, tired or just plain upset.

My first night was spent in a foetal position in my cigarette bed. Yes, I had to stay there given it was nearly 1am and I was exhausted from my flight from the east coast.

My stinky cigarette bed. I have a smirk on my face because I was leaving in 5 minutes!

Why I'm posing with the fan, I'm not sure.

Yes, there are two TVs in the room. I couldn't figure that one out either. They had exactly the same channels and the same (bad) quality of reception. Bizarre.

Horrible, unfinished-wood wardrobe. My clothes would've had termites.

You call that a kitchen!?!?! Check out my portable stove/oven. I'm gonna make a feast! What about my taps? I have separate hot and cold running water.

Notice the dark grouting between the small hexagonal tiles. Horrid, just horrid.

The shower from THAT scene in "Psycho". No, that is not an digital photo artefact on the side of the bathtub. I have no idea what that those 'stains' are.

The bathroom door. Mmmmm secure. Notice the very technical latch. See the missing paint from the door handle? I wonder who had to claw their way out of the bathroom?

What a welcoming and secure door to come home to every night.

WELCOME HOME! Notice the light fixture inside. It is meant to have 5 lights, however, somehwhere along the line, two bulbs went AWOL.

I'm not sure what the elevator in a mental institution looks like, but it probably resembles something like this. Despite that, this elevator didn't even work and I had to carry my 20+kg luggage up two flights of stairs myself.

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