Update
Jarod and I are looking for a new apartment outside the Allston area because I'm getting damn sick of the Grene line, Boston U. students, and trying to ride the train with a bunch of drunken Sox fans. Our current search is aiming for Somerville or Cambridge. I love how when you tell a real estate agent you price limit they inevitably try to get you into a place for at least $200 more. They are showing our apartment all the time now so I am on a sabotage mission with the agent that got us in here 2 years ago (not because our place is bad, in fact it's pretty decent, but because she is a pushy, stupid pain in the ass). When we were looking at this place and said we had to think about it, she called us 10 times after to pester us about how fast this place would go. She came by last Sunday to show the apt and called Jarod saying she would be stopping by at some point but would call first. She then showed up 15 minutes later with these two people and when I answered the door, she loudly exlaims "Oh Jo, you've lost weight". Apparently my eyes bugged out a bit at this comment because the couple backed up a bit, and then the agent asked where "steve" was (I hope she meant Jarod as she'd spoken to him only minutes earlier). Now, when she stops by, I have made it my personal mission to mention the extreme heat in the apartment, loud BU students, the unreliablility of the T where we live, and I'm gearing up to mention the crazy schizophrenic lady who yells into the courtyard at all hours of the day. I am helpful with other agents showing the place, but I refuse to assist this woman from getting any kind of commission again with our help.