In the key of G, please

So let's rewind a bit.....

I started looking for an apartments about Mayish. Fast forward to June. I hook up with a great realtor who is both very nice and helpful. They are on my wave length with having all their properties online, suited with pictures and full description. Right up my ally. i come across a listing that I need to see. Let's review it....

1 bedroom city apartment

2 floors

private backyard

pets allowed

hardwood floors

HUGE bathroom

offstreet parking

****washer/dryer****

ok sounds good right? I wish i had the pics to show you...they really sold it. Ok next step was to call said realtor and set up a time to go see the apt. Done and done. I meet the lady at the house and we are on our way to the front door when she stops in her tracks and says..."there is no combination box" as to which my response was "huh". Apparently most of the houses they show have combination boxes on the door knobs and the realitor puts a code in and it opens and inside lives the key. Well we looked and looked and as much as i was sure i could find it...it was a no go. Ok...a little annoyed. We have to reschedule. BOO HISS. I take an application with me even though i could not turn it in until i physically saw the inside of the apt. Damn!

i returned to the house 2 days later. ps, this house is not right around the cornor from me. After a long day at work anda joyful ride through rush hour traffic, i'm really looking forward to getting in this house. I meet up with realtor lady who looks none-to-pleased to be returning. She is holding the keys in her hand like a trophy though. She marches right up to the door and inserts the golden key. "oh no" she said.....as to which i reply "oh no?!" The key didn't work.

THE KEY DIDN'T WORK

It fit in the slot but there was no turning and certainly no unlocking. My annoyance now rises to pissedness. They were SO lucky the pics were good cause it was the ony thing that kept me coming back. The lady ofcourse felt horrible and was now determined to make sure that if i liked the apt that I would get it. Damn straight lady. You BETTER! After my 3rd and final visit the key worked but i was equiped with explosives just in case.

Damn was it worth the wait. B-E-A-U-tiful. and did i mention it has a washer and dryer. So i applied and soon after heard that i got it. WOOHOO...the pain in the arse stuff is over and i now have a swank new place to live.

So here we are 3 months later and it is time to move in. I had to postpone my moving in for an event i had to attend this weekend and since monday was a holiday i had to wait til today (tuesday) it was killing me to have to wait this long.

So Quita is all packed up and ready to move my first load of things to the new pad. I get in to work super early in order to get to the realtor to pick up my keys before they close. Not gonna lie i barely made it in time. But i made it...thats all that counts!!! I trek over to the apt jump no...bound out of the car and head for the door keys in hand. i bet you can guess what happened next. Yep....

THE KEY DIDN'T WORK

But this time....not only did it not turn...it didn't even fit. This key was never used and was never meant to be used on this door!!!!! SOOOOO MADDDDDDDD!!!! It is now after hours and i cannot get them to give me the right key. I have to wait til tomorrow, and that sucks. I think this is a bad omen...what do you think? I think perhaps they should give me free moving in service or something...this is craziness. Does this stuff really happen in real life. Yes..Yes it does.

Wish me luck...i'm going to have at it again tomorrow. Oh God please work. :)