Apartment hunting sucks ass
We had two places all lined up when last I posted, stupid me for thinking things would get easy from there.
The most annoying part is, what's holding us up from sealing the deal and actively moving forward with getting the fuck out of this cesspit, is so gods damned stupid I kind of want to hit my head against the wall every time I think about it.
We have apartment number one, which is our first choice based on what we know and what sannion told us when he went to check it out; its a little more expensive than apartment number two, but only by like $30 which is worth it to us for what we get. We applied for this place, which cost us $60 plus about $20 to have it all mailed out there overnight. So, you can see why I might get pretty upset if we lose it over stupidity, considering how much we've spent on it already. From what we were told, everything on our application looks great and we have the place, pending him talking to our current landlord to confirm a few things.
Here's where it gets dumb. Our landlord is most of the time working in Alaska, traveling back to Maryland on weekends usually. His phone reception sucks there, so the best way to get ahold of him is through email. But this guy out in Eugene doesn't have a computer, no access to email. We let our landlord know that someone wants to get ahold of him, and from what we've been able to figure out the two of them have now just missed each other several times. And we haven't been able to talk to the guy in Eugene for the last two days.
We do know last we talked to him that other people have since been to look at the apartment. Previously, it had only been a pair of obnoxious teenagers and a couple of felons, and us. I appreciate that he is doing the considerate thing with how much it costs to apply and not accepting any more applications until he works things out with us, but I also know the home owner really wants that apartment filled and its been sitting empty a while now. So part of me wonders how long they're really going to put up with these near miss phone calls before they just say fuck it and put someone else in there. Its been a week of this shit already.
Then we have apartment number two, and last we checked in with the management company the place was ours pending our criminal background check and since no one ever found that body we've never been convicted of anything we're all good. This is our second choice because, again by all accounts, its not as nice a place (although it is hard to tell since someone is still living in it and apparently he's a fucking slob, hard to know how much nicer the place might be once its a little more cleaned up) and its in kind of a weird neighborhood. That neighborhood sounds like it would either be the best place ever for me to live or something that is going to annoy the living shit out of me until I kill everyone on the block. Its the kind of thing I'd have to actually check out for myself to see how bad some of my concerns really are. The potential for it to be too noisy is one thing, especially as I'm really looking to get away from people with no consideration for other people in the neighborhood that don't want to listen to your shit (I don't think this would be anywhere near as bad as the year I spent in the ghetto which was a full on assault of the senses every fucking day - rap music blaring out of about five different stereos at any given time one of which always had to be pressed right against my bedroom wall and turned up so I could sing along if I didn't hate it, people screaming and yelling at all hours, packs of wild children running up the street yelling and throwing shit everywhere - its going to be a very long time before I'm willing to put up with anything even a quarter as bad as that again). And...well, to be perfectly honest with you all, as much as I might like some artistic people, when I hear an area described as full of artsy people, I have serious reservations until I can see it for myself; I've met one too many self identified "artsy" types that are so full of themselves it isn't even funny, and in groups it gets worse, everyone sitting around jerking themselves off over how much more special they are, and deserving of a whole lot of special treatment and considerations, all because they creative and I guess that makes them better than you. It certainly doesn't have to be that way, but it happens, and especially in artistic ghettos I'm really looking out for it. It would be like living in Wayland again, except it's creative talent instead of money that makes you worth anything as a human being, but it all really looks the same in practice doesn't it?
But, my worst case scenarios aside, this is still our second choice because of the more questionable to live in (but not visit, definitely want to visit) neighborhood and the over all poorer quality of the house itself (smaller, less storage space, shit like that). Also because its pretty much run by one guy that is also managing a hundred other apartments by himself. But last we checked, we had this place, pending the application fee. Which we don't really want to have to send in if there is still a chance to get that first apartment.
This second apartment is not on the market yet, its not going to be empty for another week or so. Nobody knows about it but us (and while I know the last guys said that too, this one appears a little more honest with it than they were). But still, how much longer is he going to hold on to that place for us if we don't get shit worked out with the other apartment.
I really do not want to find myself back to square one again. But I'm not sure what else we can do. This first guy for some reason needs to talk to our landlord (which clearly the second man didn't do, makes you wonder why people need this information at all) and that's a difficult thing to do when you have no access to the internet. I wish there was some way around that, but I don't know what it is.
*grrrr* I'm going to be oh so very happy when this shit is finally over.
The most annoying part is, what's holding us up from sealing the deal and actively moving forward with getting the fuck out of this cesspit, is so gods damned stupid I kind of want to hit my head against the wall every time I think about it.
We have apartment number one, which is our first choice based on what we know and what sannion told us when he went to check it out; its a little more expensive than apartment number two, but only by like $30 which is worth it to us for what we get. We applied for this place, which cost us $60 plus about $20 to have it all mailed out there overnight. So, you can see why I might get pretty upset if we lose it over stupidity, considering how much we've spent on it already. From what we were told, everything on our application looks great and we have the place, pending him talking to our current landlord to confirm a few things.
Here's where it gets dumb. Our landlord is most of the time working in Alaska, traveling back to Maryland on weekends usually. His phone reception sucks there, so the best way to get ahold of him is through email. But this guy out in Eugene doesn't have a computer, no access to email. We let our landlord know that someone wants to get ahold of him, and from what we've been able to figure out the two of them have now just missed each other several times. And we haven't been able to talk to the guy in Eugene for the last two days.
We do know last we talked to him that other people have since been to look at the apartment. Previously, it had only been a pair of obnoxious teenagers and a couple of felons, and us. I appreciate that he is doing the considerate thing with how much it costs to apply and not accepting any more applications until he works things out with us, but I also know the home owner really wants that apartment filled and its been sitting empty a while now. So part of me wonders how long they're really going to put up with these near miss phone calls before they just say fuck it and put someone else in there. Its been a week of this shit already.
Then we have apartment number two, and last we checked in with the management company the place was ours pending our criminal background check and since no one ever found that body we've never been convicted of anything we're all good. This is our second choice because, again by all accounts, its not as nice a place (although it is hard to tell since someone is still living in it and apparently he's a fucking slob, hard to know how much nicer the place might be once its a little more cleaned up) and its in kind of a weird neighborhood. That neighborhood sounds like it would either be the best place ever for me to live or something that is going to annoy the living shit out of me until I kill everyone on the block. Its the kind of thing I'd have to actually check out for myself to see how bad some of my concerns really are. The potential for it to be too noisy is one thing, especially as I'm really looking to get away from people with no consideration for other people in the neighborhood that don't want to listen to your shit (I don't think this would be anywhere near as bad as the year I spent in the ghetto which was a full on assault of the senses every fucking day - rap music blaring out of about five different stereos at any given time one of which always had to be pressed right against my bedroom wall and turned up so I could sing along if I didn't hate it, people screaming and yelling at all hours, packs of wild children running up the street yelling and throwing shit everywhere - its going to be a very long time before I'm willing to put up with anything even a quarter as bad as that again). And...well, to be perfectly honest with you all, as much as I might like some artistic people, when I hear an area described as full of artsy people, I have serious reservations until I can see it for myself; I've met one too many self identified "artsy" types that are so full of themselves it isn't even funny, and in groups it gets worse, everyone sitting around jerking themselves off over how much more special they are, and deserving of a whole lot of special treatment and considerations, all because they creative and I guess that makes them better than you. It certainly doesn't have to be that way, but it happens, and especially in artistic ghettos I'm really looking out for it. It would be like living in Wayland again, except it's creative talent instead of money that makes you worth anything as a human being, but it all really looks the same in practice doesn't it?
But, my worst case scenarios aside, this is still our second choice because of the more questionable to live in (but not visit, definitely want to visit) neighborhood and the over all poorer quality of the house itself (smaller, less storage space, shit like that). Also because its pretty much run by one guy that is also managing a hundred other apartments by himself. But last we checked, we had this place, pending the application fee. Which we don't really want to have to send in if there is still a chance to get that first apartment.
This second apartment is not on the market yet, its not going to be empty for another week or so. Nobody knows about it but us (and while I know the last guys said that too, this one appears a little more honest with it than they were). But still, how much longer is he going to hold on to that place for us if we don't get shit worked out with the other apartment.
I really do not want to find myself back to square one again. But I'm not sure what else we can do. This first guy for some reason needs to talk to our landlord (which clearly the second man didn't do, makes you wonder why people need this information at all) and that's a difficult thing to do when you have no access to the internet. I wish there was some way around that, but I don't know what it is.
*grrrr* I'm going to be oh so very happy when this shit is finally over.