Strongly Worded

My Plan Backfired

So I come home and there's a note from my landlord: "I asked you to call me yesterday to discuss the lease. You failed to do this. Please call me immediately when you get home." (I was in and out last night.)

My heart pounded. I called.

The landlord stormed down and accused me of forgery and illegally changing "2006" to "2007", emphasizing repeatedly the illegal nature of my lease update. "I'M THE LANDLORD," he bellowed. "THAT'S MY JOB, NOT YOUR JOB."

Then he pointed to the part that obligates the TENANT to give 45 days notice before renewing or terminating the lease. Yes, OK. But in all other living situations the landlord has checked in about that.

Then he announced that he's raising the rent $100. I asked if it was negotiable. He said no. "But you have until the end of July to vacate the premises."

He told me there are lots of other apartments out there.

I hate him. I hate him so fucking much.

And I don't want to pay another $100 a month for this very small apartment. I'm SO sad to have to move and strangely hurt that they don't value my stellar tenancy enough to cut me a break.

Posted by Dori at 6:15 PM