I'm trying to picture my reaction if I'd been in Emily's place. The opening of the door would have woken me up, but without my glasses all I would have seen would have been people shaped blobs that didn't resemble vw. Cue the screams. I've been in various choirs since 6th grade, so that should be "Cue the extremely loud screams." Followed by a 911 call about unknown intruders in my bedroom. I think police visits and possibly news coverage would bring home the tenants' rights issues in a meaningful way.

Her door is left open so that cat can get in and out. You can actually get in her room very quietly, but STILL!

vw, if they show up without warning again, and you or your roommates aren't prepared, don't let them in. It's okay to say, "I'm sorry, did you call and notify anyone, because this is the first I've heard about this. I'm not dressed, and Emily is still sleeping. Give me a call later, and we'll arrange for another time."

I can understand you being understanding when it's not a big deal (everyone's up and dressed, etc.). I'd probably be the same way. But you have the right to say no, and deny them entry, and you ought to claim it, when you need it.

I can understand you being understanding when it's not a big deal (everyone's up and dressed, etc.). I'd probably be the same way. But you have the right to say no, and deny them entry, and you ought to claim it, when you need it.

Yeah. That's a very good point. Too bad my mind didn't think of that :) Plus, they didn't even let me get to the door. He knocked, then they just walked in...got attacked by Toto...the whole normal greeting.

Plus, they didn't even let me get to the door. He knocked, then they just walked in

Ack! ACK ACK ACK! Ladies and gentlemen, *that* is why my door is dead-bolted at ALL times. No entrance without permission. Period.

Is Em still asleep?

No, she's up now.

And we don't have the key to the deadbolt. I don't think, anyway.

Methinks VW and Emily deserve a rent reduction (or elimination) for this month in compensation for the violation of their privacy and intrusion on their home.

Oh, how I wish, Daniel! I feel lucky I got an apology!

I was once late to a meeting in my licensed apartment( a newspaper thing) and the people in charge let themselves in "because they were worried about me." I, uh, pretty much lost my mind. If I had been asleep too? I'd have to reach into the Sopranos' lexicon. All those funky Italian curses that imply your target was too busy fucking his sister the day they passed out Common Courtesy and Respect.

At least she apologized about 15 times and was mortified that they may have gone into Emily's room. It was an apraisal guy.

Err, leaving aside the absolute WRONGNESS that just occurred, and not to add to your worries, but you might want to find out what's being appraised. I'm not 100% sure of the laws, but if this is for a sale rather than for repairs, you might want to know about that.