Back is up against the ol’ wall again. After I survived my clothes going missing in the mail for 2 weeks, I thought I was little miss no-more-disasters. But my living plans have fallen through for August. I received a receipt for my deposit on my rental that was to start August 1, only to see the monthly rent was stated as 4 times the amount of my deposit.
“What?” I inquired.
There had been a grave misunderstanding. I’m unwilling to pay what the landlord actually wants because the house does not include a washer, dryer, or dish-washing machine. And there is a trampoline in the living room. And the walls are festooned with tribal masks and knickknacks the landlord acquired on his travels, imbued with who knows what mystical powers.
After a fraught discussion with my would-be landlord, I got out of my car only to find myself staring down a vulture with an eviscerated rodent in its beak. Omens, anyone?
So I have turned once again to Craigslist. I am emailing all affordable properties that aren’t a strict vegan collective, or filled with cats, or this:
Update: Also not this