Abyss
Anhedonia
So here's my lame rant.
I'm looking for a new place to live. I've got a few things I absolutely need: high-speed internets for teh BARFs, good neighborhood, my own room so I can fap in private, not too expensive and most importantly, a garage for my bikes. I do not ever park on the street anymore after 2 summers ago (almost been that long? Wow, how time flies).
I've seen a few good places through craigslist or the community rentals page for my university. Most of the places have some sort of dealbreaker but that's just the nature of finding a good place to live. Of the places I did like, however, I've experienced an disappointing amount of discrimination from the property owners. The first person I called I made sure to ask about the garage. I asked how big it was, if there would be space for my tools, if I would have to share it, etc. The guy wants to know why, and I tell him it's because I have a couple motorcycles and I'm an amateur mechanic. He immediately gets evasive and stuff and tells me to call him back later, very clearly giving me the run around.
Motorcycles.
At the time I figured it was because he thought I would be making a huge mess of the garage pulling apart engines and scattering bodywork all over the place, but he was just the first. Keep in mind most people have been very gracious about my bikes or simply don't care, however it confuses me why some landlords would be so adamant about not renting to people with motorcycles. They don't even know what kind of motorcycle, how loud it is and all that, and I would think it would be more important to find out if I personally am a douchebag than base your assessment of my character by the fact I have motorcycles.
Another example: I kinda figured out maybe it wouldn't be the best idea to tell people over the phone I have motorcycles. I had a decent phone conversation and was invited to check out this other place. I went by motorcycle figuring hopefully I could make a more positive and responsible impression that way without giving them the opportunity to judge me by some image they conjured up in their heads. The chick who "runs" the house (it was a group of college students) was being pretty sarcastic about it, asking stupid questions, saying stuff like "so how many girls have you gotten with that bike?" and shit. She gave me a tour of the house which took about an hour and afterwards she said, "Yeah, if you're gonna live here, you'll have to get rid of that bike." I said "What does it matter to you? What's the problem with my motorcycle?" She wouldn't give me a straight answer, just told me it would "disrupt the peaceful environment of the living space" or some hippy crap like that.
Come to think of it, I probably dodged a bullet on that one.
The place I live in now is part of a housing development that requires all renters to submit an application with a written portion, submit to a background check, have a dependent or creditor backing up your lease, all that good stuff. Yet, we still have some fucknugget who drives a straight-pipe piece of shit Miata that's louder than God himself sharting into a vuvuzuela.
I wouldn't be happy living in a place where people would hate on me for my lifestyle but it boggles my mind that so many people think motorcycles are just noisy douchebag poser death machines that rape babies and kill puppies and they don't want them in their house.
/rant
I'm looking for a new place to live. I've got a few things I absolutely need: high-speed internets for teh BARFs, good neighborhood, my own room so I can fap in private, not too expensive and most importantly, a garage for my bikes. I do not ever park on the street anymore after 2 summers ago (almost been that long? Wow, how time flies).
I've seen a few good places through craigslist or the community rentals page for my university. Most of the places have some sort of dealbreaker but that's just the nature of finding a good place to live. Of the places I did like, however, I've experienced an disappointing amount of discrimination from the property owners. The first person I called I made sure to ask about the garage. I asked how big it was, if there would be space for my tools, if I would have to share it, etc. The guy wants to know why, and I tell him it's because I have a couple motorcycles and I'm an amateur mechanic. He immediately gets evasive and stuff and tells me to call him back later, very clearly giving me the run around.
Motorcycles.
At the time I figured it was because he thought I would be making a huge mess of the garage pulling apart engines and scattering bodywork all over the place, but he was just the first. Keep in mind most people have been very gracious about my bikes or simply don't care, however it confuses me why some landlords would be so adamant about not renting to people with motorcycles. They don't even know what kind of motorcycle, how loud it is and all that, and I would think it would be more important to find out if I personally am a douchebag than base your assessment of my character by the fact I have motorcycles.
Another example: I kinda figured out maybe it wouldn't be the best idea to tell people over the phone I have motorcycles. I had a decent phone conversation and was invited to check out this other place. I went by motorcycle figuring hopefully I could make a more positive and responsible impression that way without giving them the opportunity to judge me by some image they conjured up in their heads. The chick who "runs" the house (it was a group of college students) was being pretty sarcastic about it, asking stupid questions, saying stuff like "so how many girls have you gotten with that bike?" and shit. She gave me a tour of the house which took about an hour and afterwards she said, "Yeah, if you're gonna live here, you'll have to get rid of that bike." I said "What does it matter to you? What's the problem with my motorcycle?" She wouldn't give me a straight answer, just told me it would "disrupt the peaceful environment of the living space" or some hippy crap like that.
Come to think of it, I probably dodged a bullet on that one.
The place I live in now is part of a housing development that requires all renters to submit an application with a written portion, submit to a background check, have a dependent or creditor backing up your lease, all that good stuff. Yet, we still have some fucknugget who drives a straight-pipe piece of shit Miata that's louder than God himself sharting into a vuvuzuela.
I wouldn't be happy living in a place where people would hate on me for my lifestyle but it boggles my mind that so many people think motorcycles are just noisy douchebag poser death machines that rape babies and kill puppies and they don't want them in their house.
/rant
Just don't tell them that your bike smells like an ashtray. Might be a deal breaker. 
