Tenant Reviews for 1725 N EDGEMONT ST

This place is crawling with bed bugs and roaches, I lived there for several years and finally moved as managemnent changed so did the building. I lost thousands of dollars in mattresses etc because of the bed bugs. Stay out of here at all costs.

Please correct your reviews. The address you have for the building is incorrect. 1725 N. Edgemont St. is across the street from the building that Sean manages. He does not manage 1725 N. Edgemont St.

I lived at the Edgemont apartments for 1 year. After my lease was up I go out of there and fast. I had many experiences with J'hana a bitter old woman who is extremely unpleasant and sneaky as I found out one day. I had gotten into an argument with the other manager Sean the day before, and they were to inspect my apartment. Well, by law a tenant has a right to be there. I went outside to move my car, and sure enough this is when they wanted to get in my apartment. As I came back into the building, J'hana was on the phone with a prospective tenant (who I hope declined even trying to live there), as I walked near the office in the hall, she put the person on hold, called Sean and told him I was on my way up to my apartment. She had no idea I heard her do this. Well, little did they know, I knew this would happen and put a note on my door explaining I would like to be present when the "managers" were in my apartment and would be back in 5 minutes. I had issues the whole time I lived there, I lived on the 3rd floor and the woman and child above me were extremely loud. This kid would jump on and off the bed, run around all hours of the early morning and constant playing of Techno music early am, I had a night job so I got home late and slept during the day...that was impossible. I literally was going insane, it was a battle everyday. I couldn't watch tv, used ear plugs and could still hear God only knows what was going on up there. I complained numerous times and was called many names by Sean. He told me I was ultra sensitive, etc. which I was a bunch of bs. He denied yelling and screaming at me, telling me I acted like a child etc. I had friends witness this and they were like 'what is going on up there?" it wasn't normal apartment living noise. I sent letters to Janis, the head woman and she even wrote me a statement saying it was a disturbance etc. I only got along with Sean the day I moved out. He was probably happy to see me go, I know I was. Now I live in an amazing apartment with a sincere and helpful landlord, who is always willing to help out and isn't fake. The day I moved out there were a few people looking at apartments and they asked me what it was like to live there and why I was moving. I told them to look online for reviews like these and only learned of this site not to long before I moved. So a note of caution, it may be a cheap rent but it's not worth the headache and stress. These people are not people people that are trustworthy or respectable and have done heinous things to people. Be careful it's not worth it! Run and run faster than fast!!

1726 N. Edgemont is one of four adjacently located buildings standing on the east side of Edgemont Avenue whose address range is from 1726 to 1742 N. Edgemont. These separate buildings are all managed by Millennium Property Management, Inc. whose President and Broker is Janice Johnson and whose offices are located at 15545 Devonshire Street #111, Mission Hills, CA 91345. I moved to 1742 N. Edgemont in October 1996. I was drawn to the complex because of its close proximity to Silverlake, Hollywood, Glendale, and downtown Los Angeles, plus the rent at the time I moved in was only $500 a month. Though the building's facade was beautiful the interior halls were a little run down and the apartments not particularly well maintained. Again, the rent was low and the location, convenient. At the time I moved in, Stan was the manager but after a few years, he was terminated due to the high turn-over in tenants. The owner at the time who is now deceased, was Moe Greendale. The owner hired Millennium Property Management, Inc. who immediately installed a primary and assistant manager. During the first year alone, 4 primary and assistant managers arrived and left. During the next several months, another primary manager and assistant arrived, but one resigned and the other was terminated. During the 1st year, following Millennium's arrival, many long term tenants left the property. Many had received notices advising them that the office roster showed they had not paid their rents though many informed Janice Johnson and her managers that they had paid their rent in cash, at Stan's request. Many could not provide receipts and those that could, were advised that there was no way to prove that the receipts were issued by the former manager. Janice evicted many while other tenants were forced to move before being evicted. In the months after Millennium arrived, Janice ordered the back parking lot paved. This was a long over-due improvement. For years, the large back parking lot remained unpaved without parking spaces provided. Before Millennium's arrival, finding a space was a "free for all" and too often tenants who parked found their vehicles "trapped" by other cars, many of which belonged to non-tenants visiting the property. After paving was completed, tenants received notices advising them that they must pay $30 per month if they wanted to park in the lot. Those that refused would have to park outside on the street or be subject to towing. I visited the city of Los Angeles' office of renter's rights and was advised that within the city of Los Angeles, tenants cannot be charged to park in the lot. When I advised the managers of the illegality of their company's actions, I was not charged the fee, though other tenants paid the fee. The managers told me there was nothing they could do as Janice had instructed them to charge those tenants who were not aware of the law. In 2002, Sean Wright was appointed the new primary manager of the property. Neighbors told me of altercations with Mr. Wright. Some of the words used to describe him were "rude," "pushy", and "strange." From 2001-2003, I submitted numerous requisitions to the managers advising them that my oven was inoperative, that the thin glass of one of my living room windows had cracked during a storm, and that a leaking pipe located above my bathroom ceiling and which belonged to the upstairs bathroom, had leaked causing black and orange mold to grow and spread across my bathroom ceiling and walls. Additionally, the wall heater had been inoperative for months which made the apartment extremely cold in winter. At no time, did any of Millennium's managers feel sufficiently motivated or interested in repairing the reported problems. In late 2002, my phone stopped working. After verifying that the problem was not the phone but rather the wiring, I contacted the manager but was told this was a problem which could only be repaired by the telephone company. I called the telephone company who promptly sent out its repairmen, but over a period of 3 weeks, the repair persons could not inspect the wiring because neither Mr. Wright nor his assistant could ever be found in their office, though a sign outside their office door stated that their hours were Monday-Saturday, 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. Finally, on the 3rd week, a repairman found Mr. Wright in his office and was able to enter the basement. His inspection showed that the telephone lines had been installed by Moe Greendale's contracted electrician and so repairs could only be performed through the owner's repair person. I literally wasted 3 weeks due to Mr. Wright's lack of knowledge about the building and his failure to be in his office during business hours. After Mr. Wright arrived at the property, I began to notice calls from his office [323-660-7879] appearing on my Caller ID. These always arrived while I was at work, Monday-Friday. Within a few weeks, calls from that number began to arrive in the evening though whenever I answered the caller would hang-up. If I was not home at the time, only the number would appear. I began calling the number, during those instances when I was home, but no one ever answered my call. I visited Mr. Wright's office, several times before going to work and though it was 9 a.m., 9:15 a.m. or 9:30 a.m., Mr. Wright and his assistant were not in the office. One day, I called his office while I was at work and Mr. Wright answered the phone. After introducing myself, I asked why he or his assistant were calling my home. He immediately denied ever calling. When I told him that his office number and Moe Greendale's name appeared on my Caller ID, he replied that he could not provide an explanation. However, when I informed him that I was going to contact the telephone company so that they could initiate an investigation, he stuttered and nervously admitted he called, though stating he could not remember his reason for calling. I told him that he was no longer allowed to call my home if he did not intend of leaving a message. If the incident occurred again, I would contact the telephone company immediately. The calls ceased. In 2002 through 2003, unsigned, hand-written notes (not notices or form letters) were left taped to my door, stating that I had underpaid my rent $25 a month since 2001 and that I must pay the monies due or be subject to eviction. I contacted the manager's office and spoke to the assistant manager. She confirmed that the hand-written, unsigned notes were being left by Sean Wright, explaining that office records showed that I was underpaying my rent. After speaking to her I visited their office and provided her with a copy of the agreement I signed which proved I was paying the correct amount of rent and had never lapsed or underpaid my rent. Though I provided proof that I was paying correctly, the notes continued to be left taped to my door though Millennium never initiated eviction proceedings against me. On 10/3/2003, I arrived home but before going to my apartment, I dropped off my rent at Mr. Wright's office. Though it was only 4:45 p.m., the office door was locked. Due to this, I dropped the envelope containing my check in the drop box located on the office door. A few minutes later, I arrived at my apartment where I found a form letter taped to my door advising me that because I had not paid my rent by the 1st, I now owed an additional $75 (late fee) and that if I did not pay this along with my rent, I would be subject to eviction. Concerned, I returned to the manager's office but the door remained closed and it was now 5 p.m. the time the office was scheduled to actually close. Under the agreement all tenants signed, rent was due on the 1st but no later than the 3rd. If paid after the 3rd, then a late fee would be exacted. I had always paid the rent my rent on the 3rd without any of the managers advising me that I had incurred a late fee. On my way back to my apartment, I encountered Gary and Jeffrie, a married couple who lived on my floor. When I advised them of the notice which Mr. Wright had left taped to my door, they said they had not yet paid their rent but had been issued a similar notice. I called Mr. Wright at (323)660-7879 but no one answered the phone. A little later, I called the "after hours" number which is provided on the manager's phone recording. I left a message and again, no one returned my call. I returned to the building where the manager's office is located but this time knocked on Mr. Wright's door which is located about 10 feet in front of his office door. Though I could hear a television and footsteps, no one answered the door. A short time later, I left my apartment in the company of a neighbor, to go see a movie in Burbank. When the movie ended and following my return to Edgemont, I asked my neighbor if he would accompany me to Mr. Wright's apartment. Yes, it was late, approximately 11:15 p.m., and though in retrospect, I now wished I had waited until the morning to speak with Mr. Wright, I felt this matter was important and based on his chronic absences, I thought at that moment that I could both address and resolve the problem. I also wanted a witness to anything which I or Mr. Wright might say. As we walked to Mr. Wright's apartment, my neighbor informed me that he too had not paid his rent and like Gary and Jeffrie, had not been given a notice advising him that he now owed a late fee. I knocked 3 times on Mr. Wright's door and this time, a man opened the door. I should note that I had never met Mr. Wright previously so I introduced myself. Strangely enough, he replied, "I know who you are." When I asked why he left a notice on my door, he replied that I had not paid my rent. When I advised him that I had paid the rent before 5 p.m. and told him to check his office drop box, he called me a "liar" and raising his voice, exclaimed that my visit to his apartment was "inappropriate." When I pointed out that I have never found him in his office during business hours, he once again called me a liar. I asked why he had not left a notice on my neighbor's door. He replied, "I haven't got to him yet. He'll get one tomorrow (which he never did)." Mr. Wright became belligerent, raising his voice, spewing accusations and suddenly and without notice, raised his right arm and with an open hand, struck my face. He slammed his door and I flinched, raising my arm to protect my face, but my right index and middle finger got caught on the door jamb. My neighbor and I pushed at the heavy door to free my hand while Mr. Wright laid his entire body weight against the door, yelling, "You're crazy! You're crazy!" We managed to push the door, just enough to free my fingers and turning we walked away from Mr. Wright's apartment, shocked at what had just ensued. As we walked slowly back to the building where we both lived, I felt a throbbing pain on my hand and raising my hand so that I could try and examine it by the light from a nearby street light, I noticed a thick stream of blood flowing from my index finger and over the back and palm of my hand. When I asked my neighbor if something appeared wrong with my hand, he screamed out, "Oh no, oh no!" I asked if we could use his home telephone to call 911. After paramedics arrived they quickly informed me that the top portion of my index finger had been severed and that only the bone protruded. They also said that the middle finger had been badly flattened. They informed me that I would have to be taken to Kaiser Sunset so that the finger could be treated to prevent infection. While being escorted to an ambulance, one of the paramedics walked to Mr. Wright's apartment to try and look for the portion of finger which had been severed. As I boarded the waiting ambulance I noticed a policeman walking up the steps leading to Mr. Wright's apartment. A short while later, a policeman and policewoman arrived at the ambulance and informed me that Mr. Wright had called the police and accused me of assaulting him. My neighbor and I informed them of what actually transpired. I was taken to the emergency room and a doctor informed me that the severed portion of my finger had been retrieved but had been destroyed by the door jamb and could not be sown back. As a result, the hospital sawed off the exposed bone and for weeks thereafter, I had to undergo treatment. Doctors had also said I might lose my middle finger but in time, the finger healed. Within a few days, I received a notice from Millennium's legal counsel advising me that I was going to be terminated for being a nuisance and for assaulting Mr. Wright. The notice also disclosed that my neighbor was their witness to what had occurred and would substantiate their allegation that I victimized Mr. Wright. A few days later, I traveled to the Superior Court building in Los Angeles along with my witness and my attorney. Before the hearing, Janice Johnson asked my attorney if she could meet with my neighbor-the witness, in private so that she could gather an accurate record of what happened during the incident. Unfortunately, not knowing Janice's corrupt character, my attorney conceded. During the private meeting between Janice Johnson and my witness, she informed him that he could be evicted because it had been brought to her attention that he had gotten a dog without informing her or Mr. Wright. By the way, dogs were allowed on the property. Following conclusion of their brief meeting, we proceeded to the hearing and a judge decided that I should be evicted. I won't elaborate on the condition of our judicial system and some of its ineffective and biased judges. Within a few days I received notice left by the Sherriff's office, ordering me to vacate the premises in 5 days. I moved from my home of 6 years, wounded physically, humiliated, and my reputation smirched by the lies of a group of unethical misfits. Interestingly enough, the day after I moved Sean Wright called one of my former employers asking if they could provide him with my new address and telephone number. The person answering the phone was not only my former co-worker but also a personal friend. He handed the phone to the owner of the business and she informed Mr. Wright that she did not know who he was and was not allowed under policy and law, to divulge any such information. If Mr. Wright had been abused by me, why then did he call my former employer and try to exact my new address and telephone number? In 2007, I returned to court. This time, the hearing was my lawsuit against Mr. Wright. During the hearing, Janice Johnson sat at the back of the room in the corner-most seat, clutching her purse to her chest and staring at my witness. I guess her effort was to intimidate him. During the hearing, I was forced to listen to Mr. Wright's lies as he presented a completely fictitious scenario of an incident wrought by his corrupt imagination. His attorney a middle-aged woman dressed in clothes only a 21 year old could get away wearing, aggressively defended her client. When my former neighbor took the stand he exclaimed clearly and eloquently what had actually transpired and even exclaimed loudly Mr. Wright's mad, undisciplined ramblings and cries. On the afternoon of the 2nd day, the jury convened in private. I could not be present on the following day, but the jury found that Mr. Wright had attacked me, causing the loss of my finger. Above all else, my reason for suing was to vindicate myself and hopefully, dispel the lies and character assassination committed against me this reprehensible group. It was never about money as most of the settlement was used to cover the medical and ambulance expenses. Certainly, there is nothing I could ever do to restore the portion of the finger taken by Mr. Wright and whose vicious acts were condoned by Janice Johnson and by the attorneys who lied on paper and in court to win their efforts to perpetrate a horrible distortion of what transpired on the night of 10/03/03. MY CASE WAS FILED AT SUPERIOR COURT IN LOS ANGELES AND CAN BE FOUND UNDER QUINONES V SEAN WRIGHT. I also have remained in contact with several former tenants who can attest to the state of things at Edgemont and who can collaborate what I have written. Do not rent an apartment at Edgemont while Millennium management is in charge of overseeing the property. Sean Wright is volatile as proven by my mutilated finger. Janice Johnson is insidious, resorting to anything dishonest and wicked tactic needed to protect her employees. I should add that Millennium's legal counsel who filed the eviction notice is as reprehensible as his clients. In the papers filed at court, he alleged that I was a nuisance and that I attacked Mr. Wright. He also declared that my former neighbor would serve as a witness for Millennium and attest that I assaulted Mr. Wright. Everything he alleged in his filing, ultimately was proven to be untrue. Janice Johnson, her attorney, Sean Wright and his attorney, are by far the most unscrupulous, disgusting people I have ever been forced to encounter and all seem equally devoid of ethics. They are, at their core, amoral. Anyone familiar with the area knows it is at times, a little unsafe. Laundry facilities in all the buildings, are located in the basement. At the time I resided at the property the room was open and unsecured (I have no idea if this has changed). After my clothes were stolen out of the washing machine, I never used the facilities again. I also discovered that the clothes of many other tenants had also been stolen. Under the 4 buildings live a large number of skunks and ferrell cats and on one occasion while watching the news on channel 7, a reported at 1725 N. Edgemont interviewed tenants whose residences had been invaded by bats which got in through the large aperture located above their stoves. At 3 of the buildings there are chutes which rise from the ground to the building roof. These are all located between the bathrooms of each apartment and were probably originally built so that moisture from the bathrooms would escape through the large bathroom window. If you look outside any window, down towards the bottom of each chute, you will find trash strewn about. The management never took the initiative to clean the chutes.

When I first moved into building everything was perfect, the manager Stan was inpeccable, he even put in an extra lock on the bottom of my door (in case i opened and someone tried to push there way in, he also painted my bathroom and retiled my bathroom floor on his own time. After management and manager changed everything went to hell. I watched a dump that was turned into a gem turn back into a slumlord building. They also don't pay interest on security deposits, I was told "we don't do that" Hello! it's the law. Don't even think of getting that back once you move out no matter how perfect you leave it, they assume it won't be worth your while to push for it so they keep it. Well I'm living in a new apt. I adore and guess who my new manager is? Stan. Life works in mysterious ways.

From the postings before, stay away management is horrible, despicable, not honest people and have no tact and will degrade you once your stuck with living there till you can move out! I've seen more people move out than move in and they act like your best friend at first and then once they have you, treat you like garbage. Elavator is a nightmare and smells bad too! BEWARE! Despicable things to people is true.

The building was built in the '20's, and you know everything that goes with that. The management has done the most despicable things I've ever seen management do to people. Don't even think about applying here if you are not young. There is a strict secret policy to not rent to anyone disabled or old. Most people move because of the management.

dangerous entrances and exits from car lots. <br> <br>lots of animal excretion on this street. they only clean the square directly in from of their building. <br> <br>elevator is a nightmare - unsafe, smells of urine, tagged and doesn´t close properly