So, it turns out that it is pretty difficult to find a place to live when you don't live in the area. Deidre and I have been talking to some people down there and looking on the internet at apartments and we have now had 2 very interesting encounters in our quest for a place to live in Compton.
#1 Deidre called up a place that we had heard about and was talking to the manager about different amenities that are included in the apartment. The manager seemed a little flustered and after Deidre asked if there is a washer or dryer on the premises the manager seemed to lose it. She burst out, "Why are you asking all of these questions?" to which a somewhat flustered Deidre replied, "...because I'm interested in renting an apartment from you...?" This calmed the storm, but only for a moment. Deidre then asked if they had a pet policy and was promptly hung up on. Why...we don't know.
#2 Then there was this other apartment that we found on the internet. Looked good, sounded good, we talked to the manager and it seemed like it would work (with the exception that you have to provide your own refrigerator...never even heard of a place not having refrigerators before). So with this exciting lead I call a contact that we have in Compton to ask him about it. I describe where the apartments are located and he knows immediately where they are. He describes them as looking pretty good, looks like they're well taken care of. There's definitely not even one white person that lives in this 60 unit building. Lots of young people, right across the street from the swap meet - which makes it a pretty rough neighborhood. Blood territory - blood territory through and through (at which point this friend asked, "You guys are sure you don't have any crypt affiliation right?"). And then he said the doosy, "My wife would never let us live there...she would be too afraid". So...I guess the apartment search continues!
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