Looking for an apartment in Staten Island is like “Have the privilege of living under my staircase for $2000 a month (NO UTILITIES INCLUDED OBVIOUSLY YOU GREEDY IDIOT) please pretend you are dead during all hours of the day so you don’t disturb me. Space comes with microwave!!!”
When I told the doorman at my new job I didn’t have an ID badge yet because it’s my first day he said “it’s my first day too, besties!!” lmao what a great start