The quest for a new apartment had begun with the first setback already hitting. Pangs of lust and excitement stirred after viewing a beautiful apartment at a beautiful location in Santa Monica on 6th street -- a bachelors going for a very affordable $1295. Instinctually thinking was something was wrong with the apartment I went to go see it over the weekend regardless. Expecting to see fecal matter and a missing wall, I was pleasantly surprised to see it was clean and weighing in at large 620sqft. In fact, the only problem seemed to be was parking for an extra 100$/mth and perhaps the 24mth lease. Suddenly, all I could think about was getting this apartment and finally living in a walkable neighbourhood.
Like a 6 year old on Christmas day, I woke up early on Monday to go submit my application which requested for W-2 tax forms. Without thinking I gathered, pay stubs, bank statements and W-2 and blithely skipped to the management office. After completing details of the application and discussing terms of the lease, she asked me about my income. My response was acknowledged with a pause and an audible breath. Her next three words saddened me like the unmasking of Santa – “You don’t qualify”.
“What?” I replied
The housing apparently is set aside by the city of Santa Monica for moderate income people, meaning individuals whose income exceeds $55,000 do not qualify. My heart was broken and I was desperate again. After about 10 minutes of brainstorming solutions to this problem, she flatly said that nothing can be done. So now I know what was wrong with the apartment after wasting about 1 hour. Now all I can do is imagining life in that apartment.
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