Postby Sheenar » Fri Nov 04, 2011 9:18 am
Didn't wind up getting that job --but am still looking and still hopeful that I'll find something (see other thread).
Anyway:
Ugh.
So, the lady that was reviewing my paperwork for the disabled housing and who I've been leaving voicemails for? I just called again and was told that she no longer works for the company and now a new lady is in charge of that complex.
I really hope this doesn't put a wrench into the process or cause me to have to start all over --I was in the stage of "final approval" to be able to move into a unit.
My roommate (Jo) has been asking me over and over again when I will be moving out --saying that she doesn't want to make it look like they are trying to kick me out, but because they are on the list for a 3-bedroom apartment and want to be able to move into one when one opens up --before the 3 of them kill each other (they'll each have their own bedroom instead of me having a room, Jo having a room and the other 2 sharing a futon in the living room currently).
It's just that the constant asking is driving me nuts and causing my stress levels to go up --I am already stressed that the lady I was working with took a week+ to return my phone calls and would promise to call but not do it, etc. (Was probably why she doesn't work there anymore).
I really want out of here. I like each of my roommates, but living with 3 other people with only 1 bathroom, 1 fridge and 1 kitchen is way too stressful --plus the fighting that's been going on between the 2 female roommates.
Please, please let this new lady be more on the ball. I want to move!
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