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Crystal Winter: Welcome to TransGlobe Chat, how may I help you today?
Kimli: Hi Crystal
Kimli: I have a question about your no pet policy
Kimli: specifically, why is there a no pet policy?
Crystal Winter: What city are you in?
Kimli: Victoria BC
Crystal Winter: Because of the damages and noise our company policy
Kimli: Cats do not cause damage
Kimli: I am trying to find an apartment for my mother, a 63 year old widow
Crystal Winter: Its a provincial law for BC
Kimli: Her only companion is a cat
Crystal Winter: we don’t allow any pets
Kimli: Um .. there is no law in BC that says you are not allowed to have pets
Crystal Winter: its our company policy in the BC area
Kimli: Do you allow people to pay pet deposits?
Crystal Winter: No unfortunatley we don’t
Kimli: Transglobe has taken over the majority of the apartment buildings in Central Victoria, including ones I used to live in that did allow pets
Kimli: Your policies are really unreasonable in this day and age, especially given that 20% of the residents of Victoria are senior citizens
Kimli: My mother would be willing and able to pay a pet deposit, yet she can’t find anyone to rent to her because she has one spayed indoor silent cat
Crystal Winter: Unfortunatley we don’t allow pets and we don’t take deposits for pets in British Columbia however we do allow pets in other provinces we have to follow provincial guidlines for BC
Kimli: What provincial guideline are you following?
Crystal Winter: THese our the procedures we have to follow if you require further information on this matter please call 250-383-0039
Kimli:So you are unable to tell me which provincial guideline you follow that states you are not allowed to rent to tenants with pets?
Crystal Winter: We don’t have that information in our call center you will need to contact your regional office and they can provide you with further information
Kimli:I see .. thank you for your time

I need help. My mother, who is utterly insane, is threatening to buy a $300K+ condo because she can’t find an apartment to rent. Fine, that’s her prerogative – except she’s been looking for TWO DAYS. My mom, instead of being somewhat reasonable about this, would rather lock herself into a massive mortgage at untold amounts of money per month, all because she can’t find a suitable apartment in the TWO FRIGGIN’ DAYS she’s been looking.

I need to find my mother an apartment in Victoria BC for July 1st. She’s looking for a 2-bedroom place – one, if it’s large enough – that is within the city limits, and allows her to keep her cat. Her limit for rent is about $900/m, and she’s willing to pay a pet deposit if she has to. She doesn’t smoke, throw loud parties, or annoy other people as much as she does me, but that’s because she’s my mom and not yours.

If you know of anything that might be suitable or any place I can look online that isn’t Craigslist, since I have that covered, please please please let me know.

Also, to all the large building management companies – TransGlobe, Devon Properties, Boardwalk, all the rest – that have outdated, rigid, and utterly unfair policies against pets in rental buildings – wake the fuck up.

lowering the pole

I hate limbo. It is the least excellent place-that-is-also-a-dance to be.

We don’t know anything about the Real Boy Status Change except that we probably want to wear pants to hide our shame on June 1st. I am rocking the boat as hard as ever; naively and unreliably demanding to know things that directly affect my personal well-being before I sign anything that might be coming my way. I hate being taken advantage of; almost as much as I hate it when things disappear from my desk.

As some of you might have gleaned from our trip to the island, my mother has sold the house. She got a pretty good price for it, given that the house is a piece of crap. She has to be out by July 31st, so we’re looking for an apartment for her for July 1st to give a month to move things back and forth. She’s leaving the majority of the (old and hideous) furniture behind; a trip to the Brick introduced her to the joys of a new bed and furniture that was created after WWII. Once she finds a place I’ll probably be taking a week off (with pay? who knows!) to help her pack, move, unpack and get settled. As long as I can keep up the dutiful daughter act, perhaps she’ll be more inclined to give me some of the house money – that would be just lovely, given my soul-crushing debt and continual need for both ale and whores.

I hope everything changes for the better, but right now I simply do not know. The unknown is making my life very stressful and cranky, and you would not believe the size of the ass marbles.