I own a busy bar & I live right next to it. Last night I had a drunk regular that was cut off standing right out side of my window at 1am screaming my name. He wanted to talk to me about how mad he was that the bartenders cut him off. Every week I worry about someone getting shot, stabbed, raped, mugged, leaving my place and killing someone with there car. It really is a nice place, but dear god I hate the bar business. I have to sell 300 draft beers at $2 bucks a pop to make the $600 that I have someone mail to me with an apartment. When property owners qq about stress of dealing with tenants I giggle & tell them about how I had a customer kick in the door to my house looking for the bathroom...Dealing with tenants is a vacation from dealing with drunks.
I forgot to mention that the bar is located directly in the center of a campground. Fights in the parking lot at 3am 100 feet away from a $100k RV that paid $45 for a night of quality camping...I get stress from that...I hate drunks. I love property rentals.