“Micah is nice but it astounds me that he runs this business. My biggest complaint was the horrible communication and the attitude from the maintenance team. It infuriates me that I couldn't get a simple response for my maintenance request verifying he saw my message and to give me an ETA of when they would arrive. Because of this, I did encounter landlords entering my apartment with NO NOTICE and only becoming aware of that because of my neighbors informing me. I watched them enter my neighbors apartments when they weren't home and no notice was given to them either. My biggest warning to anyone considering Burton properties is to HIGHLY inspect the unit you are viewing for any potential problems in the works (my building dealt with the ceiling falling in). There is no exaggeration when people warn how hard it is to get ahold of Micah. The rent's cheap, he leaves us alone, but if you encounter a maintenance issue - frustration will grow. I really wish they would hire someone on to take calls and inquires.”
"This man, my former landlord, current UK History professor, should be held accountable for his actions of being an extremely exploitative, money-hungry, racist, and sexist landlord. Please avoid 428 E Maxwell Street and any of his properties. His lease may be tempting. He does not require a co-signer, previous rental or landlord references, employment info, and does not do credit/background checks. Allows pets. This was good for me as a student moving into their first housing, however, in hindsight, I should have seen these as red flags. Before delving into house issues, let me speak on the character of this wretched man. He is explicitly racist in saying when we first met that women from my (Muslim, Middle Eastern) country are oppressed by the tradition of wearing headscarves. He talked at me for hours, a Middle Eastern woman, lecturing me on what was good in the history of my country and people of my gender. Previous female tenants have also complained about him coming into their units without warning or notice, and one has even complained of personal items (intimate personal items…) being moved around and misplaced. He also treats his female tenants differently, and female of color tenants differently, often very dismissive and treating us like we do not know anything and are dumb. We are not, I was not, taken seriously about anything. Now, the house. I lived on 428 E Maxwell Street. It is the decrepit red house across from Michlers nursery and Kentucky Native Cafe. Upon moving in, I was confronted with a disgusting apartment that smelled so intensely of animals (and their shit) due to the previous tenants who owned 10+ pets including many cats and many dogs. It is honestly too traumatic to go into details of having to figure out what to do. The place was inhospitable. Shortly after, I discovered there were squirrels living in the walls. This was a months+ ordeal to get rid of them. During this process, the animal control person discovered there was more shit literally inside the walls. I also could smell dog shit in other parts of the unit (likely lodged in between another set of walls). The house has been on the brink of condemnation before, and has been called on MANY code violations in its years. Fake AC vents are screwed into the walls. I'm sure the fire alarm does not work. There was a problem of rats. Why does animal control recognize this house? I suffered from mysterious spider bites. Undoubtedly there was mold growing, and likely a host of other toxins leeching. The windows had no screens. Many windows would not open or close properly. The door is on its last legs of life. The house door has been kicked in many times. Burglaries have occurred many times in this house, once during my living there but in a different unit. When the summer began I discovered that the AC did not work. That never got fixed despite my desperate pleas to have my basic human right of livable temperatures be met. I lived in the attic. We are talking 85-90 degrees inside with a broken AC shooing in hot air. There were only 2 tiny vents for 1000+ sqft. He made me go and buy a fan. That was the solution. There were many holes in the floorboards. Big enough for a child to fall through. Holes in the walls revealing the outdoors. The walls had many holes in them, likely from former domestic violence incidents. The floors paint were half scratched off. The bathroom sink was missing a leg and the sink never drained. The bathroom ceiling could not fit a tall person in it. The shower was also on its last legs of life. The entire house is on its last legs of life. I wish nothing but for the house to burn down and for this man to lose every cent of wealth he's extracted from tenants. David Olster is a filthy scumbag. It is a shame he is employed by the University of Kentucky. I am likely forgetting many things. Oh, when I moved out, he threw my deposit check at me. A deposit check I had to beg for and threaten lawyers on my side in order to get it back. Once he realized it would be more expensive to take me to court than to just give me my deposit back, he gave it back. He has no moral compass. His desire to exploit and flip a profit, even if it is $10, is greater than his understanding of human beings' human rights, basic needs, and survival. He told me on many occasions that it would be better if I moved out of the unit far before my lease was set to be over. He has made me cry and get angry with anxiety on multiple occasions due to his dismissal of my requests for ^ these things to be changed and fixed. This housing and his behavior dramatically worsened my mental health. He has also expressed to me that he is very wealthy. Last thoughts: when I moved in, the oven did not work and the knobs were broken. The sink faucet was completely detached from the sink plumbing. The refrigerator had broken shelving. A move-in cleaning company had to be hired to clean out the place and after I moved in, I spent hours and $$$ cleaning the place myself to make it livable. The moving company was disgusted and could hardly breathe when they came in. I just wanted it to be livable. Just livable. We are talking a very meager and simple "livable" standard here. He never did a walk-in when we moved in despite for one when I asked. I don't think he's spent any time in the unit. When I got my deposit back at the end, however, we did do a walk-through, and he seemed disgusted by the state it was in, despite me adding property value to it by re-painting the walls, thoroughly cleaning as much as I could humanly stand when I moved in, and leaving lights and a fan for the next tenant. This was nothing short of a slum house. I do not forgive myself for moving here. I would rather be in debt than to degrade myself to such dehumanizing living conditions and dehumanizing power exploitative controlling landlord again. AVOID!"
"I lived in the attic apartment at 411 East Maxwell from August 2015 to July 2016 while I finished up my last year of grad school at UK. It was disgusting when I moved in. I had to do a ton of cleaning because the landlord leaves it up to the previous tenant to clean. I heard squirrels constantly running around in the walls and under the floor. The heat never worked, instead of an actual heating system there was an insert- but it wasn’t inserted in the wall, it just sat out. Anyway it didn’t work so they brought me a space heater. The apartment was pretty large for a one bedroom so that one space heater was not enough, I had to buy a couple more and hope that I didn’t short out the electricity all winter long. At the time I was living there, Phil used a property manager (Tamara, I think? Can’t remember her name). She was a nice person but all the maintenance stuff was so sloppy. At one point my living room window broke, due to the ancient wood framing around it. I had to live with a piece of cardboard in the window for a couple weeks while she figured it out. There were 2 particularly awful incidents while I lived there that make this place the official worst place I have ever lived (and this is from someone who has moved around a lot and been renting for 20 years). The first was the bathroom plumbing. The neighbor downstairs kept calling her to say that they had water leaking from their ceiling (so below my apartment). But I was really careful not to get water on the floor. They kept accusing me of splashing water out of the tub when taking a bath- but it was OBVIOUSLY something with the pipes inside the building- I would surround the tub with towels and be super careful- but then they would still text me to say the neighbors had water coming in. It got worse the longer I lived there. I stopped taking baths because that seemed to be when the issues happened- but then by the last couple months I was there it was happening even when I took very quick showers. At one point the manager came with a plumber- he was messing with the toilet and didn’t see anything. They kept accusing me of just being messy when I definitely was not. I felt really bad for my downstairs neighbors but I had to be able to shower. The bathroom floor was super spongy and discolored from previous water damage. Near the end of the time I lived there the people in the first floor apartment had some major water leaking in (from my place or the 2nd floor- I don’t know) and it ruined a bunch of their stuff. The second awful thing was when I was moving out. I was moving out of state so had arranged with the manager to do my walk through the day before I would be leaving since I would head out at like 6:00 am the next day. All my stuff had been shipped out already, I was just living in the bedroom on an air mattress with my cats for the last couple days. She showed up for the final walk through and I said something about how the stuff in the bedroom would be gone when I left in the morning. She said, “well the new tenants are on their way over, they’ll be here in 15 minutes”. I was SO PISSED. I had specifically set it up with her (via text, I still had the texts on my phone and showed her) so that we’d do the walk through the afternoon before I had to leave town. But then there was nothing I could do about it. The new tenant showed up with her truck and a bunch of people to help her move in. I just stayed in the bedroom and waited for them to finish, then I spent a strange night surrounded by this other person’s stuff. Also- I never received any pro rated rent or anything for that, even though I was leaving the day before my lease was up so the apartment was still legally mine. Do not rent from PVH Real Estate. It was a year of things being a total shit show and I could not wait to get out of there."
"We moved into 463 Maxwell Street KNOWING that we should have gotten a lease BECAUSE of things like this, but we were 19 and anxious to move close to UK... something everyone who moves in to places like that are thinking... and BOY did we learn our lesson. Y'ALL GET A FORMAL LEASE!!! Because of this you might or might not want to post my review, but I know he has rented to others when we moved out. Same deal, no lease. Our landlord was furloughed at one point and lived in the attic while we were there. When our roommate got fleas, the entire house had to be bug bombed multiple times, a cost we paid for. In the process of washing everything we owned, the dryer (from the late 60s) gave out and our landlord told us to hang the clothes on the line out back.... as if the fleas weren't also outside... on east maxwell... with an unfenced backyard... Then in the winter, one of the pipes must have burst under the house in the crawl space with a dirt floor. Because none of the stuff down there was ours, and that there wasn't an easy way to get down there, we didn't notice anything happened until Summer when the house started smelling foul. Our landlord asked us to fix it ourselves... the basement was full of mold and water and likely sewage. The toilet on multiple occasions would break, and the first time we noticed, it was being held together by A TACK and AN ERASER to make it plunge... a $20 kit from walmart fixed it, something we also paid for. The rest of the toilet was leaking water into the grout in the bathroom (I think this is the pipe that burst (GROSS)). The stove (probably from the 1900's) leaks Carbon Monoxide into the house, something my room mate's mom tested for. I hope he replaced that thing. Lastly, and the part that salted the wound, is that while we gave (27 days so I get that it was under a month) notice, and after our landlord came back to the house, AFTER someone had already moved in (so there was no formal look through) he accused us of stealing forks and cups and a bookshelf? (none of which we did.) He threatened to sue us in small claims court, but as he had no lease and we DIDN'T, I think he realized there was not a case. I love this site, and BEWARE OF PEOPLE WHO RENT WITHOUT LEASES."
"The landlord wasn’t an issue since he was impossible to get in contact with...it was the property manager, Allison, that was the issue. She was extremely disrespectful to tenants, played favorites, and even stole from at least one tenant. The building was clearly falling apart but any issues were immediately the tenant’s fault instead of the possibility that the issues were due to the property being old and not maintained. Most repairs by her were made with duct tape. She continuously entered apartments unannounced and would threaten to ignore work orders if you didn’t do exactly what she wanted."