These are first world problems, to be sure, but if I may also quote John McClane:
Oh man, I can’t f***ing believe this. Another basement, another elevator. How can the same thing happen to the same guy twice?
Okay, here’s the situation, I had that no-cause non-renewal notice back on about July 10, 2021, wherein I would not be allowed to exercise the renewal notice I had already received to add on another year at my humble abode in Centennial Hills, Las Vegas, Nevada (“no-cause” is literally, for no reason given). I walked over to a better apartment building 0.62 miles away, applied, got approved, and come 13 July I had received my move-in notice, that I was completely approved with a date and other details spelled out.
Not a binding contract, mind you, but there it was, all neat and tidy, with about 90 days to move-in. This left a gap, as the finale of my stint of eight years would be on or about September 6, 2021, but that was a perfect time to visit the parents after my dad had been in the hospital and has been recovering for several months, and with all of us vaccinated, why not remind myself why I don’t actually live in Phoenix (that is another story) while visiting that old house?
On 6 October 2021, I received a phone call from the property manager at my (soon to be?) new place, informing me that the apartment I had reserved with cash and good cheer, would not be available, but that there were other, more expensive options, if I would like to reserve the one apartment that was anywhere near the size and price before it got snapped up. If you are wondering why they would not have had me opt OUT of that option, rather than calling to have me opt IN, since I had already paid a reservation fee about 90 days ahead of move-in, you and I are on the same page, which is a completely different library than where these folks hang out.
As the clock ticks down, with absolutely zero opportunity to find alternate digs any time soon and anywhere near the monthly rate, their offer of a smaller place at a higher monthly rent and a shorter lease, compared with returning my interest-free reservation fee along with best wishes on being homeless, was really the only practical walk of shame for me to take. Business plans in the greater Las Vegas area, especially aiming for January 2022 time frame, make neither dillying, nor dallying, a reasonable way to pass the time.
The final slap, they do not appear to see the irony in sending me another move-in document and my asking if this is as valid as the one I received on July 13. They do blame the tenant who decided not to vacate the original unit in question, but they they do not understand what uncovered options are, nor that that other tenant was not a party to any of the business at hand (perhaps a business triangle, but with only two legs).
Not the first time, but I would like to think that I had a plan, again, until I got hit, again. Where is that whiskey drink?