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TheMintMan
I would say not a good idea.
I grew in my apartment way back when. My g/f was living with me at the time. She didn't smoke but was fine with me growing a few plants in a small cab in my closet. So that's what I do. 4 CFL's in a small kitchen cabinet and a small PC fan to vent. About a month into it we get a knock at the door- It's the bimbo next door (her room was adjacent to mine). She starts acting all cute (not seeing my g/f behind me) and after pussyfootin around the subject for a minute she asks me if I have any weed. I gave her my very best are-you-crazy?! look and said nah, sorry. I actually didn't have anything..and I NEVER spoke to anyone around the complex about anything let alone weed. But then she starts in with "Oh c'mon. I know you grow in your closet or cabinet or something...these walls are paper thin. C'mon, I just want like a dub." I said nope, have nothing, sorry. She left. G/f was maaaaaaaad.
A few weeks later our 6-month lease was up. Instead of getting a renewal notice we got a notice to vacate premises. Landlord wouldn't say why. Not sure if was the chick...or the maintenance guy who stole my knife and a couple of our rugs. You never know if those guys are gonna snoop around while you're gone and where they're gonna look, and what they're gonna tell the landlord.
Eventually the landlord ended up telling my g/f that it was because there were a few noise complaints..but that was crap, because we both worked really long shifts and came home to sleep pretty much.
There's way too much shit that can go wrong at an apartment. You're better off renting a house if you must rent at all.
I grew in my apartment way back when. My g/f was living with me at the time. She didn't smoke but was fine with me growing a few plants in a small cab in my closet. So that's what I do. 4 CFL's in a small kitchen cabinet and a small PC fan to vent. About a month into it we get a knock at the door- It's the bimbo next door (her room was adjacent to mine). She starts acting all cute (not seeing my g/f behind me) and after pussyfootin around the subject for a minute she asks me if I have any weed. I gave her my very best are-you-crazy?! look and said nah, sorry. I actually didn't have anything..and I NEVER spoke to anyone around the complex about anything let alone weed. But then she starts in with "Oh c'mon. I know you grow in your closet or cabinet or something...these walls are paper thin. C'mon, I just want like a dub." I said nope, have nothing, sorry. She left. G/f was maaaaaaaad.
A few weeks later our 6-month lease was up. Instead of getting a renewal notice we got a notice to vacate premises. Landlord wouldn't say why. Not sure if was the chick...or the maintenance guy who stole my knife and a couple of our rugs. You never know if those guys are gonna snoop around while you're gone and where they're gonna look, and what they're gonna tell the landlord.
Eventually the landlord ended up telling my g/f that it was because there were a few noise complaints..but that was crap, because we both worked really long shifts and came home to sleep pretty much.
There's way too much shit that can go wrong at an apartment. You're better off renting a house if you must rent at all.