Just got a letter from my landlords letting me know that my rent is going up $150 a month. Motherfuckers. I've been in this house for four years, settled in, been a kickass tenant...but I suppose that greed gets the better of people eventually. I kept hoping that I might be able to hang in here until I could possibly qualify for a home loan--which is probably a virtual impossibility. See, I bought my education instead of a house...seemed like the best decision at the time. Now that I write out loan checks for the equivalent of a hefty mortgage payment to Sallie Mae (the evil empire to end all evil empires), along with my already incredibly high rent--I wonder sometimes if it wouldn't have been better to have been a hairdresser or a waitress, any fucking occupation that I wouldn't have to pay more than I earn to practice. So...time to start packing...again.
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if it's any consolation, you have my admiration.
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$150 a month more. That's such crap. I'd sabatoge the water pipes before you leave. Something extremely expensive for the landlord but hopefully not destructive for the new tenant.
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Seriously, that sucks, Cath. I would like to express surprise, but my experience with landlords includes no standard of deviation from unethical greed-mongering. If you can summon it from the throes of justifiable and disgust, your ever accurate sense of universal karmic ass-biting may provide you some comfort. I wish I was closer and could provide physical comfort, i.e. an extra set of hands for packing, child herding, Salvation Army dump trips, and the general comfort of shared, rather than solitary, moving misery...
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Last October we had to leave our building because the new ownership decided to turn it into condos. Sure, we were offered a discount--$140,000 for a small two-bedroom in a building that wasn't in very good condition to begin with. It's part of a pattern that's repeating itself all over Chicago, actually, and has a much worse effect for people less well off than we are (one neighbor couple who are both in motorized wheelchairs and on disabiity had a lot of trouble finding a place that was easily accessible for them).
It's the owner's right to do such things, of course. But it uproots communities where renters aren't fly-by-night crack-smoking slime but decent, law-abiding, nice people in a whole range of shapes, sizes, classes, and colors. If you charge only what the market will bear for housing that isn't worth the price, you guarantee that no one from the neighborhood will be able to live there.