Alright folks, grab some popcorn and sit the fuck down, it's rant time. I checked in June 12th as usual. Despite what you're about to read, I'm a pretty low maintenance college student who's lived in the shadiest of student houses. For the most part, I'm unfazed by much. Staying in DFW, for 10 weeks for an internship, I saw this lovely home on Airbnb, or so I thought. Everything seemed to be going okay when I checked in. The first thing I noticed is you don't have an "Entire Place" to yourself but more of a guest suite. That's fine with me as I don't have to share a bathroom with anyone and everything seemed to be normal at first. I then noticed the A/C was not working in the living room of the suite, and with 105° outside temperatures made it next to nearly impossible to stay in that room. I immediately communicated that issue with Jay, the property manager, who seemed to be the only guy that was remotely empathetic the entire time and called Michael (sketchy repair guy) to come fix it. A week of pestering Jay and Kristina (the cleaning lady) and texting and trying to call Stefan (who claims to be available "day and night by phone" but ignored half of my texts and all of my calls) of this repairman's whereabouts, Michael finally shows up. He insisted on replacing the filters saying that was the reason for the A/C unit blowing out hot air. I was far from convinced and surprise-surprise, changing a foam filter did fuck all. Michael says hed come back but never did, and the living room is covered in A/C parts. Jay eventually gave me a small portable A/C, which made it marginally cooler. At this stage, it's been 4 weeks into my 10 week stay and I text Stefan once again, deservedly pissed at the situation asking him to fix it. He says he'll send someone to fix it, but no one ever shows and the A/C never was repaired. But wait, there's more. In addition to this ordeal, I heard Kristina and some other worker yelling at each other multiple times over the weeks ago was there, irregardless of the time (sometimes at 2pm, sometimes at 11pm) and at one stage heard this guy call her "a fucking bitch." This is completely unprofessional, hostile and very sketch. I feel for Kristina, because she seems worked off of her feet. Notwithstanding that, I'd often hear her temper tantrums and rantings late into the night, or have to deal with her huffing and puffing, cursing underneath her breath, sometimes even stopping on the stairs and just standing for no apparent reason, just dealing with her very weird, antisocial and borderline aggressive tendencies. The last week of my stay, she seemed to have lost the plot. She put a bolt lock on the door to laundry room, while my clothes were still in the wash. Mind you, the laundry room is one of the included amenities, so I have no fucking clue why they decided to lock up the laundry room. At this stage though, I was two days from leaving Fort Worth and just wanted my clothes back, and didn't have the energy or care to complain. I texted Jay, and he rudely texted back "I don't have a key you got ur cloths" The fuck? So I guess now, my clothes were being held hostage in the laundry room. Alright I figured, time to try Plan B. I text Stefan, who to no surprise, ignores my message lol. I eventually come back from a night of drinking on my last night there and see the door unlocked with Kristina wearing headphones, huffing and puffing, while folding some towels. I seize the opportunity to throw my clothes in the dryer and get my clothes back. They were smelly from the fact that they were left in the wash for two days but what can I say, I got my "cloths back" lol. Another conundrum of Stefan and his rag tag crew of keystone cops was the infestation of ants all over the house. Having no A/C in the suite's living room really brought this issue to head, and I'd often find ants climbing up my feet and occasionally trying to eat food pieces off of the table. Another small thing I guess to note- in the Fort Worth Suite only one faucet works in the bathroom and it's hot so beware. I texted Stefan about it but was ghosted. The last thing that I would mention is that there's a general uncleanliness to common areas like the kitchen, things like donuts staying left out for weeks on end, dishwasher never actually running, stuff like paint trays left in the sink, etc. I really wish I wouldn't have to write such a long, bad review, but here we are. I talked to other guests who also expressed their frustration about things like cleanliness, indifference, and straight up apathy so I guess this a common trope. Considering I spent $3000 to stay there, I would hope for better. If "you get what you pay for" atleast buy me dinner before you fuck me.