I know, all these whiny journal posts and not much else, but this is the best one yet.
I just have to ask... What the hell is wrong with 2014?
I'm not usually one to expel the contents of my personal life online, but things are just becoming too odd not to share... maybe someone will find it entertaining. Most of you know that I and my faithful man toy were evicted because my landlord claimed his daughter wants our unit. Fine. We leave. During our move our rental van was rear-ended by a mercedes SUV and another car which totally messed up the back bumper. This is of course witnessed by a pair of cops (because this is canada and 2 out of 3 accidents I've been in have been witness by some random cop who's just... hanging around waiting for something to happen) so there is tons of paperwork.
I spent a week arguing with the rental company over charges.
I have had to swallow the pill of being... ahem... several years out of university... and having to move into my partner's parent's basement apartment while we continue to look for a house to buy... in a crazy market that is 20% over priced.
Then we start getting mail five weeks after leaving our old place saying we've somehow left their dumpy unit MORE dumpy than it was when we moved in. Which is so very NOT TRUE.
Most of you know all this already.
HERE IS THE VERY BEST PART
In our response to their TWELVE PAGE ESSAY about dust and nail holes, we referred most of their complaints to actions of the previous tenant, who had been the sister of an ex-girlfriend of my partner from years earlier. At the time of moving in to our previous apartment (in the same building) 8 1/2 years ago, said previous tenant offhandedly suggested that my partner was a cousin of hers (thinking it would improve his chances of getting the place).
So in their rebuttal to our letter, every point we made was responded to with 'Why are you throwing your cousin under the bus?"
Not what we expected.... So, we responded by saying they are not related.
A day later my loving man toy gets a phone call from an old coworker he hasn't spoken to for years. She said someone called her at home, looking for my partner and asking if he was related to this other person. This seems odd to us.
Then he gets a call from the mother of the former tenant. Our ex-landlord has tracked her down as well and asks her if her daughter and my partner are related.
SHE SAYS YES.
<bloody nose facepalm>
Why she does this, I just don't know. It's not in any way true. I don't think she even really knew who she was talking to or what about.
But the icing on this mudpie? He offers to rent her our old apartment. The one he claimed his daughter needed.
Am I going insane? When did I get off the train to normalville and get on the express train to crazy town? And like, not even the good area of crazy town, but the 'fucked up lost my mind and everyone around me is on a drugs spread by alien sex' crazy town.
So we have to ask this woman to call our ex-landlord back and explain that she was mistaken about her comments.
God, just why. So much WHY.
In the midst of all this, it turns out my boss has stage IV pancreatic cancer and is closing his business. I am now also going to be out of a job in the next six months. I might need a vacation.
EDIT: LOL our ex-landlord wants $800 now.