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My first place that I moved to in San Francisco seem'd like a nice place in Noe Valley. Immediately after, I realized that living above a bar Thursday through Saturday is not quiet at all. So if you planned on waking up early on the weekend, don't expect any sleep. It was a 3 bedroom apartment without a living room. The one couple who lived there were the ones that I paid my rent to and their english at times so tough to understand sometimes that I really had no idea what they were talking about.
Some highlights of the couple were, that they would stay up until 5-6am talking to their family in Thailand. Also, the guy that was in the relationship and that was my roommate would hang out in the bathroom smoking cigarettes, playing music, and talking on the phone. Nothing better than having to knock on the door after waiting 15 minutes to try to take a shower to go to work in the morning. You've got to love getting out of the shower and immediately smelling like cigarette smoke.
To top it off, when I moved out I got my deposit back which was fine and dandy. Until I got a phone call from the couple saying that the landlord had said that the carpet was ruined and needed to be replaced in my room. Keep in mind I had never even met the landlord in the year and 1/2 that I lived there and the rent checks were made to my roommate which I signed the lease with. It was really the cherry on top to have this happen after dealing with these horrible roommates for a year and 1/2. Luckily after a month or so the old roommate gave up texting and calling me to try to get money back from me for the deposit they gave me.
Update: Now I've got a lovely roommate who is my fiancée and we don't have any issues with someone staying awake until 6am in the bathroom smoking and playing music.