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Aug. 21st, 2007 02:42 pmYou know, I remember when I used to go out and do stuff on my days off.
Honestly, okay, here's a thing. I don't like house hunting. I don't care what colour the floor is, I don't need a microwave built into the kitchen, I don't use microwaves. I don't want to have to sit and pretend to be impressed by all the features everyplace has. If I could just go on my own and explore these places, I'd probably be okay, but you can't do that, you have to have an agent and they want to talk with you about all the pros and cons and honestly, I couldn't care less.
I'm not talking about my agent and I talking at cross-purposes, her not understanding what I want (though I'm not sure she does, when it comes to price). I'm talking about the fact that when we come right down to basics I do not want anything. The very few things that I think would be nice are still negotiable if the price is right, and it's all stuff that nobody else thinks is very vital anyway. I can't seem to get it across to my parents that there is no way I'm going to move more than half a mile from an El station; they're just trying to help and they get all offended if I think their ideas are impractical, but for christ's sake, I'm not going to buy a car in order to drive to the El. Where do they think I'm going to find the money for gas, let alone insurance?
Of course I want a place to live that's mine, or at any rate that I'm investing in rather than renting. It's not so much that it's any more secure; if you don't pay the mortgage the bank takes it away, just like not-paying-rent. It is practical to at least be putting the money into your own place, and I'm sure it would be nicer than a ghetto flat with bad heating. But I don't mind the ghetto flat, and I can't afford anything better.
I think if I haven't found something better than the box office by October, I'm going to have to quit and start temping again. The ratboxes weren't so bad, for the wage. At least then I'd be miserable and exhausted but able to pay all my bills.
Honestly, okay, here's a thing. I don't like house hunting. I don't care what colour the floor is, I don't need a microwave built into the kitchen, I don't use microwaves. I don't want to have to sit and pretend to be impressed by all the features everyplace has. If I could just go on my own and explore these places, I'd probably be okay, but you can't do that, you have to have an agent and they want to talk with you about all the pros and cons and honestly, I couldn't care less.
I'm not talking about my agent and I talking at cross-purposes, her not understanding what I want (though I'm not sure she does, when it comes to price). I'm talking about the fact that when we come right down to basics I do not want anything. The very few things that I think would be nice are still negotiable if the price is right, and it's all stuff that nobody else thinks is very vital anyway. I can't seem to get it across to my parents that there is no way I'm going to move more than half a mile from an El station; they're just trying to help and they get all offended if I think their ideas are impractical, but for christ's sake, I'm not going to buy a car in order to drive to the El. Where do they think I'm going to find the money for gas, let alone insurance?
Of course I want a place to live that's mine, or at any rate that I'm investing in rather than renting. It's not so much that it's any more secure; if you don't pay the mortgage the bank takes it away, just like not-paying-rent. It is practical to at least be putting the money into your own place, and I'm sure it would be nicer than a ghetto flat with bad heating. But I don't mind the ghetto flat, and I can't afford anything better.
I think if I haven't found something better than the box office by October, I'm going to have to quit and start temping again. The ratboxes weren't so bad, for the wage. At least then I'd be miserable and exhausted but able to pay all my bills.
