The only problem with living in an apartment with a buzzer is that people buzz it.
There aren't too many prank buzzers, as we live far enough from the clubbing district, but we do get the odd one on a Friday or Saturday night. Sometimes I think it's friends of the throwbacks in apt 1.
Then you get the people who are trying to get their friends in another apartment but who aren't answering their buzzers.
Then you get the psycho girl who is stalking my flatmate, but I think she's stopped that now.
And then you get the "wrong number" buzzers who buzz at 8:15 on a Sunday morning and say "does ________ live there?" "Is that number 4?" Yes, it's number 4 but I have no idea who you are talking about and you just ruined my lie-in!
Oh well, I have to go to work today anyway. It may as well be early(ish).