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GloBug
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Sara and I went to see an apt. tonight in Oakland. It looked wonderful in the ad on Craigs List, but OMG, they didn't warn us about the land lady. She growled at both of us right off the bat, she wasn't pleasant at all, and when I tried to ask a question, she said WHO ARE YOU? ARE YOU A RENTER? YOU DON'T NEED TO ASK ANYTHING, SHE CAN ASK ALL THE QUESTIONS! Hmmm... then, at the end, I wanted to ask about how it would weigh against them since they were just starting out and this was their first apartment and they didn't have references. Before I could even get more then a couple of words out, she went off on me, told me she could tell I would be the kind of person who would want to know all kinds of stuff, she had lots of people to choose from and didn't want to talk to me. As she was screaming at me (yes, she was screaming) two prospective renters came in, raised their eyebrows, and turned around and left. I just stood there with a smile on my face because she was making such a fool of herself, that it was almost entertaining!
The place wasn't like they said in the ad, either. It overlooked a freeway, the rooms were tiny, and there was about 4 feet of counter space in the kitchen, and in the middle of that was the sink! LOL! The windows didn't close all the way, the rugs had rips in them held together by duct tape, and the tiny spice racks used as shelves in the bathroom were rusty. And it was over $1000/month. When I mentioned that her boyfriend was a horticulturist, she screamed NO POT GROWING!
Oh gees.
DD was very disappointed because it would have been just a few blocks away from a great shopping and hanging out area, and close to the hospitals she wants to do volunteer work when she's not in school, but no way did she want to deal with that Landlady from Hell!
The place wasn't like they said in the ad, either. It overlooked a freeway, the rooms were tiny, and there was about 4 feet of counter space in the kitchen, and in the middle of that was the sink! LOL! The windows didn't close all the way, the rugs had rips in them held together by duct tape, and the tiny spice racks used as shelves in the bathroom were rusty. And it was over $1000/month. When I mentioned that her boyfriend was a horticulturist, she screamed NO POT GROWING!
Oh gees.
DD was very disappointed because it would have been just a few blocks away from a great shopping and hanging out area, and close to the hospitals she wants to do volunteer work when she's not in school, but no way did she want to deal with that Landlady from Hell!