Pain in the butt

I have never gotten a "real" apartment before and getting this one has gone smoothly. Almost. To be able to figure out if you are able to pay for the place, they wanted a pay stub. No problem there. But since I am a contractor, the cheque had my name on it, the stub just had the invoice number. So they had no proof that it was actually for me since I had no uncashed cheques hanging around.

Okay, so then I got a letter from my contracting company that says who I am, how much I make per day, and the length of my contact. Then the lady (not the nice one) at the rental place tells me they don't know how many days I work. Well, it depends on if I work over time, take time off, get sick, ... Grrrr... but when I was talking to the nice woman she told me to just fax back the sheet and write on it how many days (on average) I work per week. For some reason, that was good enough for them. Whew. I'm glad to get that behind me now. One less thing to worry about. At least this place didn't require a criminal check like another one we looked at. ;-P

Listening to: Faithless - Evergreen