I definitely get that. I hate that smell. I was really glad when the neighbours, who smoked constantly and stayed up all hours, likely because Meth, were evicted. The problem is that I work in a university and making weed legal means they don't hide that they're smoking it anymore.--
I have several reasons to move.
"Going for a walk and not getting a face full of weed." is in my top 3.
Long as they are not blowing smoke in your face they absolutely shouldn’t have to hide it. It’s a lil skunk it’s not like microwaved fish.I definitely get that. I hate that smell. I was really glad when the neighbours, who smoked constantly and stayed up all hours, likely because Meth, were evicted. The problem is that I work in a university and making weed legal means they don't hide that they're smoking it anymore.
It’s a lil skunk it’s not like microwaved fish.
Oddly enough, microwaved fish doesn't bother me. I still wouldn't do it, out of respect for others. In my complex the landlord stated weed has to be smoked inside the units, so that other tenants aren't bothered by the smoke. These neighbours smoked outside and I'd be smelling it at literally any hour of the day. If I woke up at 3:00am, someone would be smoking.Long as they are not blowing smoke in your face they absolutely shouldn’t have to hide it. It’s a lil skunk it’s not like microwaved fish.
Inside!? Doesnt that travel the HVAC system and become even worse for tenants?Oddly enough, microwaved fish doesn't bother me. I still wouldn't do it, out of respect for others. In my complex the landlord stated weed has to be smoked inside the units, so that other tenants aren't bothered by the smoke. These neighbours smoked outside and I'd be smelling it at literally any hour of the day. If I woke up at 3:00am, someone would be smoking.
They're townhouses, with separate HVAC systems.Inside!? Doesnt that travel the HVAC system and become even worse for tenants?
Sounds like my experience in Korea. A friend and I left the base and walked until we hadn't seen a white person in 20 minutes, figuring that was far enough away to not get a restaurant that caters to US customers. Nothing on the menu was in English and the old woman at the counter didn't speak English so we resorted to just pointing at random things on the menu and holding up 1 or 2 fingers to indicate how many we wanted. She ended up bringing us some kind of dried sardine (maybe?) appetizer with a bunch of random sauces. Not knowing what was edible (the heads and tail were on it). Seeing our confusion, she grabbed one, dipped it in a sauce and put it in her mouth whole and rubbed her belly to show she enjoyed it. She kept bringing stuff until we were full.I know a guy who served in the US Navy in the Mediterranean. He said one time they had shore leave in Croatia, and he and some crewmates went to a local pizza place. They couldn't read the menu, so they just pointed at something. They got a cheese pizza with a whole fish on top of it.
Sometimes that’s just the best way to do it!Sounds like my experience in Korea. A friend and I left the base and walked until we hadn't seen a white person in 20 minutes, figuring that was far enough away to not get a restaurant that caters to US customers. Nothing on the menu was in English and the old woman at the counter didn't speak English so we resorted to just pointing at random things on the menu and holding up 1 or 2 fingers to indicate how many we wanted. She ended up bringing us some kind of dried sardine (maybe?) appetizer with a bunch of random sauces. Not knowing what was edible (the heads and tail were on it). Seeing our confusion, she grabbed one, dipped it in a sauce and put it in her mouth whole and rubbed her belly to show she enjoyed it. She kept bringing stuff until we were full.
I have no idea what we ate that day, but most of it was delicious.
Sounds like my experience in Korea. A friend and I left the base and walked until we hadn't seen a white person in 20 minutes, figuring that was far enough away to not get a restaurant that caters to US customers. Nothing on the menu was in English and the old woman at the counter didn't speak English so we resorted to just pointing at random things on the menu and holding up 1 or 2 fingers to indicate how many we wanted. She ended up bringing us some kind of dried sardine (maybe?) appetizer with a bunch of random sauces. Not knowing what was edible (the heads and tail were on it). Seeing our confusion, she grabbed one, dipped it in a sauce and put it in her mouth whole and rubbed her belly to show she enjoyed it. She kept bringing stuff until we were full.
I have no idea what we ate that day, but most of it was delicious.