Letting Agents
Cunts. The bloody lot of them.First, they charge you about £100 for nothing more than the privilege of filling in a form. Then, they fuck about so much that by the time they come back and say no, all the other places you were looking at as backups are already gone.
Example the first:
Went to view a place. This place looks absolutely perfect - big enough kitchen to hold my big ass fridge freezer, large lounge, 3 decent sized bedrooms. Spot on. About 5 minutes in, another couple turn up to view the place. I discreetly ask the agent what documentation I'll need to apply. "Oh, just pop down with a passport, a recent utility bill, and a bank statement" says he.
So I leave the place while they're still there. As I'm leaving, I hear them asking how to apply. So I leg it home, grab the paperwork, and pop down to the agents. This couple have already been in and picked up a form, but no problem, they've had to go away to get paperwork. I have paperwork already.
No.
"You need 3 months bank statements, 3 months utility bills, and a passport" says the fat bird behind the desk. "But the agent who showed the place said I only needed one of each", I counter. "Can I fill in the forms now and pop down in a bit with the rest of them?" "No, sorry" she says, "Since there's two of you competing for the place, it wouldn't be fair of me to let you take it without the proper documents. Take this form, fill it in, pop back with the paperwork."
Pissed off, but still in the game, I head to the pub to fill in the form. Last page, I'm asked to sign acknowledging my responsibilities as a guarantor. What the fuck now? So I head back to the agents. Fat bird has gone, and left fit but dippy trainee bird in her place. "Oh, she must have given you the wrong form" she says. "Well since it's your fault, and I'm in a hurry, will this one do?" "No, sorry, I'll get you the right one though" Cue 10 minutes waiting around while she looks for the form, establishes that they don't have any, and prints a new one on the slowest inkjet in the world.
Right form in hand, I leg it home, get my paperwork. Fill in the form, back to the office. The other couple are just leaving. Fucksocks. But all is not lost: as they leave, they say "We'll be back in 20 minutes or so with the rest of the paperwork". Ahah! I've already been told you can't apply without all the paperwork. I point out to trainee girl that I've got all my paperwork, and my money. "Sorry, I've already taken their money now, I've got to process their application." It's at about this point that I notice the heading on the application form they just handed in. "Guarantor Application"
So hang on - your guy gave me the wrong information about what I needed. Then you tell me you can't accept part of the paperwork. THEN you give me the wrong form, and tell me you can't accept that either. And finally, you accept the wrong form, with only part paperwork, from the other people, when I could have done that A WHOLE FUCKING HOUR EARLIER?!?
I'm not bitter. It was a shit house anyway. Quigleys, you're a bunch of cunts.
posted by SingleGuy @ 10:56 pm
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