So this apartment we found in WashHeights called us in for an interview. We thought it was a good thing, right? So we took off after work Thursday, drove the 3.5 hours into Jersey, and stayed at my Grandmother’s. Friday morning, we left at 6am to beat traffic on the bridges, and arrived at the apartment for 8:30.
Mr. Apartment Man, we’ll call him Joe Cool, doesn’t saunter up until 8:45am, as he greets every single person along the way. You’d think he’s going to run for mayor or something. He gets there, shakes our hand and asks if we want to take another walk-through the new apartment. Sure, we say.
As we sit down on Megan’s couch, we wait to hear what Joe Cool has to say. We just want the apartment– it’s a good price, decent neighborhood, not a bad commute. He says nothing new– nothing he didn’t already say on the phone. He didn’t give us an organized walk-through, or even discuss the hot topics of dishwashers, washing machines and air conditioners in the apartment. He simply tells us he wants us to pay the rent on time, and Mr. Super will go over everything else. Are there any questions?
Uh. . . are you kidding me? We came this far, for something he already did over the phone. I couldn’t help but get the feeling we were there simply so he could see our skin color.
Then as he’s about to leave, he tells us that rent will be $150/mo more than we previously agreed upon.
UH EXCUSE ME?! I just looked at him. So he backed off and lowered it by $50. I politely say, that’s not the price we were told. We were told $X and we’re not paying a dime over that price.
So Mr. Joe Cool says he’d check with management on that (well then who is he?!) and we’ll see about potentially writing a lease next week. Then he ends the meeting by saying he’s direct and he’ll tell you how it is, without mincing words. But yet I still left unsure if I have the apartment and what the rent would be. And I still can’t help but shake the feeling that my pearly white skin got me in. Why does that even need to be a factor?
Needless to say, we’re not taking the place. We found a much better place for $200 cheaper, and it’s off of the subway and a block from a gorgeous Far Rockaway beach with a boardwalk and kids’ playground. It’s a brand new development in an up-and-coming area. Hopefully this lease will go through next week and then we’ll be set for our move. I can’t even believe we’re moving June 30th. Good thing the YW are coming to help us pack on Wednesday!!
Here are a few pictures of our adventures:
This picture was taken while we waited for the ticketing time to end. . . Ahh the beauties of on-street parking. Then we went to this daycare downtown to check it out. So disappointed. But that’s a whole other post. . .
This is the park by where we want to live. Doesn’t it look so idyllic and so not-NYC? I love love love it for that reason.
Here’s a video of us by the beach in a great little park for Ava: