Hahahaha, Oh Joy
X-posted from a message; thought it warranted an entry
UGH. Worst day. Well, it was okay until my stupid landlady dropped the ball. Okay, ranty tiemz. 8D!
So like, this is month 3 of being away from home, right. First and last were paid for by cheque (though the funds came from me). February was paid for in cash. I've talked to my mom, and she was telling me that I should get receipts, so I can file then for my taxes next year. I'm a receipt whore, and love getting monies from the gubment, so I get to asking. My landlady says sure. Keep in mind, she gave my mom a receipt for January, without being asked by anyone. A few days ago, she finally gives me a receipt. (I'd been asking for weeks, though she's been busy, so I've been patient)
Except it's a piece of freaking paper that could have been written by anybody.
It wasn't even her real name. She's Chinese, and has a English given name, which was on the paper, but you can bet your ass it isn't on anything official. It was more than a little insulting that she thought I was that stupid. Like, seriously, what am I going to do with this paper. So I follow up on this later, and ask for a proper receipt. She says she doesn't have proper receipts. She's a freaking accountant. I very often, almost compulsively and repeatedly, give the benefit of the doubt to people, but even this seemed more than a little fishy to me. Receipts are part of her very livelihood and she doesn't have them or the means to make one. Mmmmkay, there. I could be wrong, but I honestly doubt it this time. Especially since, later, when I ask about it again, she starts to bemoaning how none of her past tenants have ever asked for a receipt, then starts to go on about how I can't claim rent or other things that I plan on claiming. I wasn't deliberately trying to tune her out, I just don't remember the details, but I got the distinct feeling she was trying to talk me out of it, and I wasn't going to let her.
Prior to this, I talked to my mom about it, and she's explaining all the nuances about taxes, including confirming what I'd already known: she doesn't want to give me a receipt because then she'll have to claim it as income. I was pretending that I didn't know about this fact, and whenever she asked me why I wanted a receipt, or without being prompted, I always said that I needed the money I'd get back from the government, because I'm a poor student. And this isn't a lie, I do need all the money I can get.
So, today, she asks if we can go out and get the rent. I don't have it ready. Yeah, I know rent is usually due on the first, but it can be different, and she never explicitly said when it was due. When I first moved in, it was the second of the month, and she didn't ask for rent last month unti the 22 of February, so there's no precedent for being late, and there's hasn't been any communication as to when she wants it.
Me: I'm going to get it, tomorrow, because I have to get a money order.
Her: Is it because you want a receipt?
Me: Yep. I need it for taxes.
Her: I don't like this whole receipt thing, I feel like you don't trust me.
Me: *confused* It's not because I don't trust you, I need it for my taxes. I'm a poor student and need money. *HAS SAID THIS 50 BILLION TIMES*
Later, after leaving my room
Her: You don't have to give me rent this month, how about if this is your last month?
Me: ...What? I don't understand? o_O
Her: I don't know. I don't like this whole receipt thing. If I give out a receipt, that means I have to show that I'm renting this place out. I don't want to do that.
Me: I don't get it, you -are- renting this place out. So what's the issue. (She doesn't want to claim the income, but I'm still playing dumb, and her reasoning is still pretty dodgy)
Her: I don't want to do that. *heads downstairs, while I go bitch to my mom*
So, there's going to be a follow up. I don't know if I'll seek her out, or if she will me. Probably the latter. I was thinking on moving out for April, but I think I'm more on the yes side of maybe. This place a bit far from the school, and if I have to put up with this kind of shit, I don't think I'd want to stay, anyway. It's just that my roommates are amazing, and I'm afraid of getting shitty ones. D8 And I do like the house, and my room, so it's like auuuuuughhhh. If only I had a landlady that wasn't crazy. It's funny, because the dude that used to live in the basement, Adam, was kind of insane, and really hated her. While I know some things that Adam did were totally crazy, since I got to see them for myself, I have to wonder if there were some things that she did that kind of drove him to that point, because I can totally, totally see it. And I've caught her lying, too. If I do move out, she'll probably say I did some thing that never happened to my other roomies.
Out of curiosity, I asked how John, who now lives in the basement, pays, and he does by cheque. And you can get some kind of receipt from the bank for that, and she apparently doesn't know about that, because she'd flip her shit, otherwise.
So, basically, my ass might get kicked out if I pursue this. Well, I'm going to. She can suck it. John says that she legally can't deny me a receipt, but she's not part of the landlords association, or whatever, so I don't think that carries any weight. If she were, her ass would definitely have to give me a receipt, and she'd have to claim everybody's rent as income. She doesn't want to. I can see why, and I'm not saying it's not a good reason, but she's being a total freaking bitch about it. She never specified any of this when I'd moved in, and I don't care that her previous tenants never asked; it is, in no way, shape, or form, an unreasonable request.
My mom offered to talk to her, and you have to know my mom. "Talk" is synonymous with "verbally eviscerate." So I say, "Nah, you're like a nuke, or just a powerful bomb that doesn't result in radioactive fallout because that's bad. I'll use you as my last resort. Which may be soon."
So we basically came to the same conclusion that I should give my mom my loan money and she could write the cheques. I could have said that I didn't have any more money, and that my mom was going to pay my rent, hell she thought my mom was paying my rent, so this would have been an awesome plan. But I already said I was going to give her the money order tomorrow, implying that I have money, so I'm fucked.
I'll just tell her that I wasn't aware of my finances, and that I have to pay the rest of my tuition soon, so my mom's going to pay my rent this month. Which, y'know, come to think of it, is not a lie. Well, not completely; I am completely on top of my money like white on rice, but I am going to be so strapped for cash after I pay the rest of my tuition. Doi, student. 8B It's certainly a believable scenario, and the details are none of her business, anyway, so she's lucky I'm volunteering this much information. So, she'll get her money, I'll get my secret receipt, and everybody walks away happy. Though, I'll be happier if she steps on a mine. ^_^ <3
tl;dr: Possibly getting kicked out because I had the gall to ask for a receipt at all. When asked why this might be my last month, I get bullshit reasons. Mom and I hitch a plan in which we secretly get what we want while she gets what she wants.
This just sucks because between personal issues, my being sick for weeks (and counting), and now this whole shit, I haven't had much time to work on my portfolio much at all. I don't think I'll be able to finish it. >__<
Also, that unicorn game! XD <3
UGH. Worst day. Well, it was okay until my stupid landlady dropped the ball. Okay, ranty tiemz. 8D!
So like, this is month 3 of being away from home, right. First and last were paid for by cheque (though the funds came from me). February was paid for in cash. I've talked to my mom, and she was telling me that I should get receipts, so I can file then for my taxes next year. I'm a receipt whore, and love getting monies from the gubment, so I get to asking. My landlady says sure. Keep in mind, she gave my mom a receipt for January, without being asked by anyone. A few days ago, she finally gives me a receipt. (I'd been asking for weeks, though she's been busy, so I've been patient)
Except it's a piece of freaking paper that could have been written by anybody.
It wasn't even her real name. She's Chinese, and has a English given name, which was on the paper, but you can bet your ass it isn't on anything official. It was more than a little insulting that she thought I was that stupid. Like, seriously, what am I going to do with this paper. So I follow up on this later, and ask for a proper receipt. She says she doesn't have proper receipts. She's a freaking accountant. I very often, almost compulsively and repeatedly, give the benefit of the doubt to people, but even this seemed more than a little fishy to me. Receipts are part of her very livelihood and she doesn't have them or the means to make one. Mmmmkay, there. I could be wrong, but I honestly doubt it this time. Especially since, later, when I ask about it again, she starts to bemoaning how none of her past tenants have ever asked for a receipt, then starts to go on about how I can't claim rent or other things that I plan on claiming. I wasn't deliberately trying to tune her out, I just don't remember the details, but I got the distinct feeling she was trying to talk me out of it, and I wasn't going to let her.
Prior to this, I talked to my mom about it, and she's explaining all the nuances about taxes, including confirming what I'd already known: she doesn't want to give me a receipt because then she'll have to claim it as income. I was pretending that I didn't know about this fact, and whenever she asked me why I wanted a receipt, or without being prompted, I always said that I needed the money I'd get back from the government, because I'm a poor student. And this isn't a lie, I do need all the money I can get.
So, today, she asks if we can go out and get the rent. I don't have it ready. Yeah, I know rent is usually due on the first, but it can be different, and she never explicitly said when it was due. When I first moved in, it was the second of the month, and she didn't ask for rent last month unti the 22 of February, so there's no precedent for being late, and there's hasn't been any communication as to when she wants it.
Me: I'm going to get it, tomorrow, because I have to get a money order.
Her: Is it because you want a receipt?
Me: Yep. I need it for taxes.
Her: I don't like this whole receipt thing, I feel like you don't trust me.
Me: *confused* It's not because I don't trust you, I need it for my taxes. I'm a poor student and need money. *HAS SAID THIS 50 BILLION TIMES*
Later, after leaving my room
Her: You don't have to give me rent this month, how about if this is your last month?
Me: ...What? I don't understand? o_O
Her: I don't know. I don't like this whole receipt thing. If I give out a receipt, that means I have to show that I'm renting this place out. I don't want to do that.
Me: I don't get it, you -are- renting this place out. So what's the issue. (She doesn't want to claim the income, but I'm still playing dumb, and her reasoning is still pretty dodgy)
Her: I don't want to do that. *heads downstairs, while I go bitch to my mom*
So, there's going to be a follow up. I don't know if I'll seek her out, or if she will me. Probably the latter. I was thinking on moving out for April, but I think I'm more on the yes side of maybe. This place a bit far from the school, and if I have to put up with this kind of shit, I don't think I'd want to stay, anyway. It's just that my roommates are amazing, and I'm afraid of getting shitty ones. D8 And I do like the house, and my room, so it's like auuuuuughhhh. If only I had a landlady that wasn't crazy. It's funny, because the dude that used to live in the basement, Adam, was kind of insane, and really hated her. While I know some things that Adam did were totally crazy, since I got to see them for myself, I have to wonder if there were some things that she did that kind of drove him to that point, because I can totally, totally see it. And I've caught her lying, too. If I do move out, she'll probably say I did some thing that never happened to my other roomies.
Out of curiosity, I asked how John, who now lives in the basement, pays, and he does by cheque. And you can get some kind of receipt from the bank for that, and she apparently doesn't know about that, because she'd flip her shit, otherwise.
So, basically, my ass might get kicked out if I pursue this. Well, I'm going to. She can suck it. John says that she legally can't deny me a receipt, but she's not part of the landlords association, or whatever, so I don't think that carries any weight. If she were, her ass would definitely have to give me a receipt, and she'd have to claim everybody's rent as income. She doesn't want to. I can see why, and I'm not saying it's not a good reason, but she's being a total freaking bitch about it. She never specified any of this when I'd moved in, and I don't care that her previous tenants never asked; it is, in no way, shape, or form, an unreasonable request.
My mom offered to talk to her, and you have to know my mom. "Talk" is synonymous with "verbally eviscerate." So I say, "Nah, you're like a nuke, or just a powerful bomb that doesn't result in radioactive fallout because that's bad. I'll use you as my last resort. Which may be soon."
So we basically came to the same conclusion that I should give my mom my loan money and she could write the cheques. I could have said that I didn't have any more money, and that my mom was going to pay my rent, hell she thought my mom was paying my rent, so this would have been an awesome plan. But I already said I was going to give her the money order tomorrow, implying that I have money, so I'm fucked.
I'll just tell her that I wasn't aware of my finances, and that I have to pay the rest of my tuition soon, so my mom's going to pay my rent this month. Which, y'know, come to think of it, is not a lie. Well, not completely; I am completely on top of my money like white on rice, but I am going to be so strapped for cash after I pay the rest of my tuition. Doi, student. 8B It's certainly a believable scenario, and the details are none of her business, anyway, so she's lucky I'm volunteering this much information. So, she'll get her money, I'll get my secret receipt, and everybody walks away happy. Though, I'll be happier if she steps on a mine. ^_^ <3
tl;dr: Possibly getting kicked out because I had the gall to ask for a receipt at all. When asked why this might be my last month, I get bullshit reasons. Mom and I hitch a plan in which we secretly get what we want while she gets what she wants.
This just sucks because between personal issues, my being sick for weeks (and counting), and now this whole shit, I haven't had much time to work on my portfolio much at all. I don't think I'll be able to finish it. >__<
Also, that unicorn game! XD <3