Edit Fuck Beaten by Bruce Morrison
I’m back in Las Vegas now, after bookending 12-13 hours of walking around NYC with redeye flights. One thing that’s painfully obvious (literally) is that I’ll have to get used to walking everywhere again. My legs are complete mush. Wads of cookie dough.
And, as Bruce Morrison so effectively predicted, I got some bitching to do. Two major points, and if you read Bruce’s post (and you should) you’ll know what’s coming.
So apartment wise, I struck out in NYC. I had an apartment all scoped out, and finally saw it (the neighboorhood is okay, the building is a dump, but the apts themselves are REALLY NICE.) However, I come to learn that they don’t have anything open, which I’m trying not to be furious about because my fucking mongoloid of a broker (yeah, I’m talking to you) explicitly told me that YES, there would be units open and ready to move in to on May 1. What the fuck? It’s also worth noting that I have not had any contact with this broker in weeks– the person to actually show me the place was a mook of a mook of this actual broker. Seriously, what a fucking racket. They were happy to show me other buildings though, which were consequently all shit. Bruce introduced me to another broker though who is actually really nice and helpful, so hopefully fortunes will turn around soon. I can also check out the original building I was looking at again after May 1, as units will almost definitely open up, but I almost want to find something else just on general principles after being jerked around.
Not only that, but a quick desperation search on Craigslist revealed a few nice places in the Lower East Side, and even a few in East Village. I’d have to see what I’m sacrificing in terms of space and convenience, but it would be really cool to head back to that same area. I do like the constant bustle of Manhattan. Brooklyn in comparison feels really quiet, residential, and suburb-y. I also realize now I haven’t given uptown the look it deserves either– Harlem and Inwood/Washington Heights probably have some nice places, too.
But because of all this, I definitely need to rethink my plans for departure. Originally, I would be getting a truck on Thursday and beginning the drive over the weekend, but that obviously isn’t going to work. I may need to fly out and secure some temporary housing (either mooching people’s couches or finding some sort of motel) so I’m able to search New York without any time constraints, and then when I find something, go back to Vegas, get the truck, THEN drive out all my shit. It’s a way to go that doesn’t involve me putting my eggs in the basket of a moronic realtor.