Welcome to Indentured Servitude

[catelin]

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.

Comments

[drfardook.livejournal.com]

I know exactly what you mean. I'm looking to move out of my current place at the end of the lease because I can't afford it, my student loans (which are right around what I used to pay for rent... how ironic), and the numerious other expenses needed for my profession.

$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.

Landlord Karma

[raindog.livejournal.com]

I think that the translations of the Inferno all are flawed. There is no circle occupied specifically by landlords, a circle where the roof leaks and is patched with tarp; where the heating bill runs $300 a month for a 700 sq. foot house; where no amount of scrubbing cleaning ever gets you a dime of your deposit back; where gas leaks go unrepaired; where your bathtub can back up for three days without draining and satan hands you a bottle of draino to fix it...oops, there's the flaw in my correction of the flawed translation -- the landlords ARE satan...

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...

Re: Landlord Karma

[catelin.livejournal.com]

Hey, that reminds me...weren't we just talking about you coming out for a visit? Hehehe!! ; ) I'm sure everything will work out just fine. It always does. I always look back and think to myself that it was for the best. And yes...the ass-biting karma is definitely a comfort to me. You know me too well! : )

[catelin.livejournal.com]

I once had a landlord who used to come into my house when I wasn't there and go through my underwear drawer...ick! I seriously considered the suggestion of a friend to leave a few dead fish inside the walls when I left there. I still sometimes wish I had! I figure that they'll lose the "increase" just in the time it takes to find new tenants once I leave (after giving the bare minimum notice to ensure that the house lays vacant for a month). ; )