Last night while the election results were coming in, my girlfriend and I were riding our bicycles to 14th and Valencia. There was an apt showing, and the location is good for us. There were no pictures but we hoped there would be a backyard for the cat, and enough space to have friends over. Humble requirements for an apt that would cost us $1800 a month. When we got there it looked like a party had just let out. There were about thirty people there and when they all went in it was madness. The place was huge and there was a backyard. The bathroom was disgusting, and the kitchen was crummy. When celeste finally got to talk to the realtor she said it would go to whomever got them a check first.
We went home and tried to figure out where we would get $4500 by the morning, and if it would even matter what with so many people vying for the place. But together we had the money though $2000 of it was in euros. We'd get up early and take a taxi from Bart to the Richmond where the office and bank were. We'd just need to get there before everyone else.
We walked in at about 8:30am and the lady at the desk was expecting us having recieved all our paper work by email. No one else had shown up and all we had to do is wait till 9:00 for the bank to open so we could exchange her euros and get a cashiers check.
When we got back to the realtors they were calling us to tell us that someone else had come in and they had turned them away. We had bad news though, the bank of America was no longer exchanging currency so we on had half the check. We asked if they could just take the $2000 till we could get the rest but she said it wouldn't be fair to other applicants. I'll tell ya what's not fair; making dozens of people scramble to get you a check without making any commitment that you'll accept it when they get there.
We tried a few other banks but none would exchange, and eventually we learned that they had called back the second people, as we sulked back in the cab they called to let us know we had left celeste's helmet. Not wanting to go all the way back I got out of the cab and went back to get it.
As I waited at the muni stop I leaned agaist a pole covered in wet green paint. There was no warning sign. My favorite leather jacket is kinda ruined. I can not WAIT to write this yelp review!
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