Random Musings
Renting a house is actually quite difficult when
(a) You're constantly short staffed due to illness and have to do everything by phone and basically can't get to a viewing during business hours.
(b) You've spent 12 years living in your office.
Several "interesting" conversations have been had. The reality is, I really don't care about the actual aestetics of where I end up living - it can't be worse than what I'm used to, and I'm not fussy. Basically, cat friendly and 5 minute walk to my new office. Shouldn't be too hard?
The first problem is they actually want you to check it out before agreeing to sign up. I think this is partly because people usually want to avoid living in a dump ("I really don't care if its a dump. Find me a dump in my desired location and I'll take it. Offload me your dump!")
The second problem is the complete lack of rental references etc.
It didn't dawn on me till this week (I'm sure everyone else realised and has skirted around the point over the years) that I'm actually a textbook definition loser.
A 31 year old smoking heavy drinker with 3 cats that lives in his office, has never married, never had kids, flatted, rented, owned a home, doesn't drive and hasn't travelled.
From the point of view of a potential landlord, I could well have just come out of prison after doing 12 years for god knows what. The only sort of references I can give them are bankers, brokers, business contacts and the like and that just confuses them more because it paints a picture opposite to that with which they're being physically presented (namely, aforementioned textbook definition loser).
Anyways, I'm taking Friday off work and have a female friend who is gonna help me out, we're gonna try and look like a "professional couple" whatever that means and I figure I won't have too many problems if I can physically check places out and more importantly, let them check me out. I think trying to do it by phone and being willing to sign up sight unseen makes me look even more suss given my oddball history, so hopefully Friday will do the trick.
Failing that, I guess I'll just have to buy a house out there which I really, really don't want to do. So if anyone sees me dressed well and actually being nice on Friday, no, hell hasn't frozen and there is a tangible reason for it!
Apart from that, no other news really. I should be a resident of the Hutt Valley (god help me) as planned in mid October and from there its gonna be a big 18 months actioning the plans that have been the catalysts behind the move. Should be fun!
(a) You're constantly short staffed due to illness and have to do everything by phone and basically can't get to a viewing during business hours.
(b) You've spent 12 years living in your office.
Several "interesting" conversations have been had. The reality is, I really don't care about the actual aestetics of where I end up living - it can't be worse than what I'm used to, and I'm not fussy. Basically, cat friendly and 5 minute walk to my new office. Shouldn't be too hard?
The first problem is they actually want you to check it out before agreeing to sign up. I think this is partly because people usually want to avoid living in a dump ("I really don't care if its a dump. Find me a dump in my desired location and I'll take it. Offload me your dump!")
The second problem is the complete lack of rental references etc.
It didn't dawn on me till this week (I'm sure everyone else realised and has skirted around the point over the years) that I'm actually a textbook definition loser.
A 31 year old smoking heavy drinker with 3 cats that lives in his office, has never married, never had kids, flatted, rented, owned a home, doesn't drive and hasn't travelled.
From the point of view of a potential landlord, I could well have just come out of prison after doing 12 years for god knows what. The only sort of references I can give them are bankers, brokers, business contacts and the like and that just confuses them more because it paints a picture opposite to that with which they're being physically presented (namely, aforementioned textbook definition loser).
Anyways, I'm taking Friday off work and have a female friend who is gonna help me out, we're gonna try and look like a "professional couple" whatever that means and I figure I won't have too many problems if I can physically check places out and more importantly, let them check me out. I think trying to do it by phone and being willing to sign up sight unseen makes me look even more suss given my oddball history, so hopefully Friday will do the trick.
Failing that, I guess I'll just have to buy a house out there which I really, really don't want to do. So if anyone sees me dressed well and actually being nice on Friday, no, hell hasn't frozen and there is a tangible reason for it!
Apart from that, no other news really. I should be a resident of the Hutt Valley (god help me) as planned in mid October and from there its gonna be a big 18 months actioning the plans that have been the catalysts behind the move. Should be fun!