F*CKING HELL!

The landlord finally called me last night and left me a voicemail. She talked about wanting to meet to sign the lease, etc. Then she says that the rent will actually b e $200 more a month than what had been advertised. She also said she has an offer for $300 more a month, but wanted to give me an option at the "reduced rate" of $200 more a month.

WTF? I looked at the place at a certain price. I wrote a check for the place to save it at a certain price. Now all of a sudden it's $200 more a month? Sure, I could afford it, but it just doesn't make sense to be paying that much for a place per month. If I had a roomie, I wouldn't think twice. But, it's just me.

Not to mention the principle of the thing. Blame it on my Midwest self, but I just don't understand doing business this way. I know it's SF and they can get away with it, but it really just chops my hide. Not to mention the fact that I stopped my search for a week and a half because I thought I was set.

I'm so hopping mad right now I can hardly stand it. I called her back this morning and left her a vmail asking to call me. I'll see if I can talk her out of it, but in the meantime, the apartment hunt continues.

This moment of fuming is brought to you by the letter L and the number 200.