UGH – am I ever LIVID right now! These are the days I’m thankful for this blog – so I can come vent, especially when it’s a topic that I know all you military peeps can relate to.
Let me just set this lil scene for you. (Warning: I tell LONG stories. Ask any of my friends. I would like to think it’s entertaining and endearing, but they might beg to differ. They’re stuck around though, so I will continue to believe that they like it).
I’ve been in Minnesota for the last 10 days. Prior to leaving Arizona, I set my A/C at 83 degrees. I flew in early Monday morning, and went right to work. I came home from work around 7PM, and walked into a SAUNA. No, literally – I felt like I was on the sun. I’m thinking that 83 degrees should not feel like 8,000 so I meander up to my thermostat (or whatever the heck it’s call for A/C). Um yeah, totally not working. Thinking it might be human error, I reset it to a breezy 72, and head to the gym. 2 hours later? Still hot as Haites. Then I start noticing that my house is a HOT MESS. No, literally – it was hot and messy. All of my candles had melted (and falled all over the place), my pantry was melted (chocolate chips, frosting, marshmallows – ps I like to bake), and something on my shoe rack must have melted because it had fallen over causing a shoe explosion in my bedroom. My computer was hot to the touch. Yes, my dear sweet Mac.
I left work today around 10AM to go wait (in aforementioned Haites) for the repair man. 1 hour later (thank goodness for Kourt and Khloe on DVR to keep my mind off sweating), the repairman kindly informed me he didn’t have the right part, so I’d have to wait a few more days. A few more days?? Before I can sleep in my Westin Heavenly Bed King Size Bed?! Before I can properly restore the shoe explosion?? Before I can WATCH THE 38,295 HOURS OF TIVO I HAVE SAVED FROM THE LAST 10 DAYS OF OUT-OF-TOWN-NESS?????
As you can tell, not in the greatest mood on my way back to work.
As I’m pulling in, I get an email on my iphone. I’ve spent the last few weeks securing a place for Bobby (and his 2 friends who are also deployed) to live from Sept-Dec while they finish their time in North Carolina. I’d been working with a vacation rental company, since the guys wanted to live close to the beach, and you can find great monthly deals in the off season. I found a great house for the 3 guys, and had gotten them pre-approved. I sent in application fees, a $450 deposit, AND the first month’s rent. All that was pending was the owner’s approval of the applications. Shouldn’t be a problem, right? 3 men, in their late 20′s, with stable jobs, perfect rental history, and good credit.
So I get this email from the rental company, explaining that the owners don’t want to rent the house to Marines. I immediately called to speak with her. Apparently the owners just don’t want Marines renting their house. They didn’t check references, or credit scores, or rental history. For the record, the rental company rep that I’m working with sounded just as disgusted as I felt, and immediately told me she’d find me something else, as “we don’t want to give them your money anyway.”
ARE YOU FREAKIN’ KIDDING ME?? What’s ironic is that these 3 Marines? The most responsible 27 year old men I know. They would have paid rent on time, kept the house clean, and been stellar tenants. I am absolutely disgusted that people in this country can have that opinion of our military. And that people can be so ignorant in general. It’s like saying I won’t rent my hosue to a laywer, because I had a bad experience with a previous tenant who was a lawyer. It’s their PROFESSION – and, if anything, it speaks VOLUMES about they type of people they are. You’ll trust the security of our country to Marines, but you won’t trust your vacation home? Give me a freaking break.
Good luck renting an off season vacation rental, in an 87% military populated town, to a NON SERVICE MEMBER.
I want anything to do with the owners, and I don’t want Bobby or his fellow Marines to step foot in their house, but I’m so incredibly disappointed by ignorant people. These 3 infantry officers have spent the last 7 months sweating in un air conditioned huts, sleeping outside covered in bugs and spiders, and patrolling thousands of hours in full uniform. In the words of Bobby while I was looking for a house for them, “Babe – on a scale of 1 to 10, we’re just looking for like a 2.7. Anything will be an improvement.” Really sad that there are people in this country who aren’t willing to welcome a soldier/Marine/sailor/airman home after conditions like that. What a fabulous way to welcome our troops home from a combat tour in Afghanistan.
Oh, and after the A/C experience, and then this? I hung up with the agent and immediately burst into tears. Then I called my dad who always defends me and makes me feel better.
Am I crazy for being this mad? (I admit, tears were a little overkill, but I was sweaty and upset = not a good combo). Seriously, not OK, right??