How’s this for a really dumb-assed aparment complex name?
Pinhook Flats! The first time I read about them, I thought not of luxury, but of pinworms and hookworms. Then the wife pointed out that there’s also a flatworm.
We couldn’t believe that somebody actually got paid to come up with a name that evokes such negative images.
Not to mention that people in the market for high-priced digs, and most of us lesser beings, too, like names that evoke some sort of intersesting view: “Heights”,“Summit”, “Lake View”,“Val Verde”, “Golden Valley”, stuff like that.
Actially, pinhook doesn’t mean that in my mind - it was always used by country people to describe petty speculators who would try to buy cattle before auction. People would sometimes be desperate enough to sell them a few head - and get ripped off on the price.
My last apartment was at “The Resort at Lake Crossing.” The street address was “Shoreside Drive.” It was in the middle of Lexington, KY. Nice place - certainly not a resort, and the reservoir a mile down the road was not a lake by a long stretch.
Friend of mine use to live in Sugarbush Apartments. Hehe. Sugarbush.
They built a good-looking building in Islington for use as apartments for ‘active’ seniors. The new small street out front where the main entrance is? Summerland Terrace. Oops.
I used to do accounting for a pool construction company, and in our records, every pool was named for the project it was part of. We did mostly commercial stuff. I know it’s not polite, but the only term I can think of for the way people name condos and housing developments these days is fucking retarded. The big trend out here is The Something At Something, where both Somethings are completely made up and meaningless.
I once posted about a development named Aspen Ridge where, after the trees were removed and the ground levelled for construction, there were no longer any aspens or ridges.
I was driving down Overland Avenue in Palms (a part of L.A.), and I could swear I passed a dingbat style apartment house that was supposed to be named the Capri. Only, someone must have gotten mixed up when they did the signage, because it said “Crapi”, in that modish cursive style that you see from the 1950s and early 1960s.