Oh, man. I'm sorry Lindsey. It sucks. I actually had one lady tell me "I don't know what to tell you but make more money." Really?! Is that all? Sh-t. Why didn't I think of that?!
I (obviously) had to keep looking and actually found a pretty great little place, even if it didn't have a yard - the landlord only had one building. He was much more concerned with me having a steady job than the credit history (XAH and I had declared bankruptcy just a couple years before). My employer gave glowing accolades. It probably didn't hurt matters that the landlord had just gone through the process to evict several 'partier' tenants and was looking for some one more settled and quiet.
You'll find a place, Lindsey. Your HP is looking out for you.
