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Originally Posted by Crack
Because of my car!
I have been looking for an apartment now for a good month or so, and I thought I had found a nice one. Literally 30 seconds from work, Nice complex, very nice apartments.
Well, the first time I went to look around, they took me all over the place in a little golf cart, and showed me all the floor plans, and where everything was at. The lady was very nice, and it seemed like this was where I was going to live. She did tell me they had a 'car policy' and that your car couldn't have any rust, large dents, or any major damage. Mine does not. My car does have some sun spots on the roof where the paint is fading. I didn't think it was a problem.
I went back yesterday to talk to them once more, and pick up a credit app, and get some more info, and the woman (different from the first) told me that she didn't think I was right for their apartment complex. I said "Excuse me?" She then told me that my car was not up to the standards of cars belonging to the people that they liked to rent to, and that to be 'considered' to live there, at the very least I would have to get it painted. I said I'll consider it, then walked away, got into my crappy 1993 Geo Storm and drove away.
That sucked. The apt was damn nigh perfect, and now I just can't see myself painting my car just so I can live somewhere.
I still can't believe that I was told I wasn't the right kind of person to rent from them. I have a good job, I make more than enough money to live there, I was seconds from work, I am a good tenant, I don't have crazy parties until the wee morning hours, I have no pets, I am (mostly) tidy... pissed me off.
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I sense a lot of "Ya can't tell me what to do!" in this.
Being somewhat of an iconoclast myself, I can sympathize. But that attitude has costs as well as benefits. If I liked the place, I would just pay somebody to paint the roof of my car, and let go of the attitude.
I have a 1984 AMC Eagle with 120k+ miles on it. I got it from my granddad who bought it new. It is the epitome of dorkiness, but looks like a two year old car. A couple of years ago the manager of the complex where I lived left a note on it saying that it was leaking oil and if I didn't get it fixed I could no longer park in the lot. Just like you, I was pissed at the unfairness, injustice, and discrimination of it all. Why should he care? It was my car that leaked, not his. But it was his parking lot. I looked in the lease, and leaking oil was SPECIFICALLY mentioned. I pissed, moaned, and bitched for a week. Then I got it fixed. Rear main seal--whatever that is. Cost almost $300.
Discrimination? Yes, but not illegal discrimination. I discriminate every time I choose Diet Coke instead of Diet Pepsi. When I cheer for the Red Sox instead of the Yankees. Owners of crappy cars are not a "protected group," and no one is forcing you to paint the car "just to live somewhere," though you might have to paint it to live in a specific complex. The same way you might have to dress up to go to a specific club. (Great comparison, Sultana.)
Lindy