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Flathunting is shit.
Flathunting (and moving) is pretty much my least favourite thing ever.
It had a picture of a nice bedroom, lounge and view out to a garden. I got there and a dodgy Greek guy showed me a box room on the 3rd floor with a bed, sink and toilet in. He stood there, said '£450 all in. Bargain'.
I never thought to ask if he'd died there.
When I was first viewing flats in Nottingham, there was one building where we went to visit a flat, and for some reason the door seemed to be a bit stiff when we tried to enter, despite being unlocked. The guy who was showing me around then barged the door so it opened- it was this point that he realised the flat had in fact already been let and someone's stuff was in it, and thanks to the naff locks we had just broken in by mistake.
Needless to say I didn't take that flat.
let me do it for you - i love looking at flats
can i live with you
All photos of flats are taken from the absolute edge of the room. Cue massive disappointment when the kitchen is actually just a cupboard.
It has drained every lat bit of sanity that had once remained.
is making me think about taking up heroin so that I don't in fact give a shit what my surroundings are like....hopefully then I will be resigned to taking the very next flat I view.
It can't smell like mould or death, it must contain some sort of apparatus for preparing food, a bath or shower (not fussed which), and preferably a washing machine. It must also not cost three quarters of my monthly income. I don't care where it is, my legs work fine and a 45 minute walk to and from work each day would be good for me.
This appears to be an impossible task. I hate flat hunting.