I have now been out in California for 3 weeks. For 3 weeks I have slept on a friends couch. Looking for an apartment is like shopping but 10,000 times worse. Its bad enough going from store to store in a mall, but with looking for an apartment you have to
A) look for places
B) communicate with current residents
C) Communicate with landlord
Since I do not like the process I have not been actively looking. 2 weeks ago I found a great house with a great rent in a legit location. I met 1 of the roomates who took me on a tour. When we were done, he told me that I am in. Next day another roomate emails me the lease application from the landlord and told me to email back to the landlord.
I look at the application and it is over 4 pages long asking for my bank accounts, prior references, salary, job history, where my grandmother was born (just kidding on the last one.) Instead of spending an hour to complete the landlords form, I switched it up a little. I emailed the landlord back that the 4 page lease is useless and that it is only a 3 month lease and I would pay upfront and I would meet with him in person if he would like before he rents to me.
After my “useless” comment I never heard from him again. The guy would not respond to 2 emails and 2 phone calls. Maybe it was a culture difference, I was just being direct and honest with the guy. Maybe a little too direct and not quite polite enough. While most people would have given up, I decided to give it one last shot…..
Over the last 1.5 years, I have learned how to “research.” I managed to find out this guy’s name and home address. I figured I would come to his house, apologize for the “useless” comment, see that I am a nice guy, and maybe all would be OK. So I got his address, drove to his house and rang his doorbell.
At first he invited me in and was very friendly. Then he found out who I was and things turned south. However, I told him that my “useless” comment was the result of different cultural issues. We then talked another 10 minutes and he told me that everything was OK; he misinterpreted the email and that he understood it was a cultural misunderstanding. He told me that he liked me and I could have the place.
As I was leaving, when we both got to the door, he told me thinking about how I invaded his privacy. In fact that he never has seen anybody with ability to get address and since I got his address that I would get his social security. I told him I was not interested in his social security, just would like that room in his house. He then told me that I invaded his privacy greatly, and despite issue #1 the “useless” comment being resolved, now we have a new issue # 2 about his privacy invasion.
At this point I had enough and left. Fucking America. Thoughts, comments, ideas for next time??