The worst housing I've been in was at a summer theatre where we were housed in an apartment complex used primarily by students during the year. I was in a ground floor apartment that continually felt damp and reeked of cigarette smoke. In hindsight I should have complained much more vocally, but at the time I was young and afraid of making waves. I have since learned my lesson and am not afraid to pipe up when there are severe problems with housing. For instance, later in my career I was put into an apartment that was owned by one of the board members. It had been repainted the day before I arrived, and then since the bathroom was not ventilated the paint in there started to bubble and peel from the steam as I took my first shower. That one I was not afraid to speak up about, since the paint smell was unbearable and the company quickly moved me somewhere else.
Good housing is such an important part of keeping up company morale. It doesn't help anyone if their out of town company members dread the place where they need to sleep.
