This weekend I moved from suburban Detroit, where I’ve lived my whole life, to your city of wind, your towne on the lake, your go of chicag…
I live in Chicago now.
Now what?
My thoughts so far:
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[li]I’m getting a great deal on my apartment, but I’m still paying too much[/li]
Because I got my job and had to start with pretty short notice, I had to set up a lease on an apartment from home, without actually seeing the place first. The first time I saw my apartment building was the day I moved in. Because of that situation, I decided to go with a nicer place than I probably should of, so that if it was a bad choice, it’d at least be too nice of a choice instead of too crappy of one. What I’m paying is $475 per month less than the normal rate for my unit, and I didn’t have to put any kind of deposit down, and they pro-rated my first month to the day I moved in, AND they took $1000 off of my first month (which ends up being more than I’d have owed, so the balance comes off next month’s), AAAND because my dad is a Realtor and set up the lease, he gets a comission of 1 month’s rent, which he’s splitting with me, so in the end the building has actually paid me to move into it.
I live in South Loop, as it were, in a “soft loft,” I think they call it. I’m young, upwardly mobile, and stupid. It’s practically a given that I’d live in a soft loft in South Loop, so I’m staying predictable.
[li]Mass transit costs more than you’d think it should[/li]
$2.25 to ride the L sounds pretty damn cheap, until I realized I have to do it twice a day, 5 days a week. That means around $90 per month to get to work, which is more than I was paying for gas back home where I drove to work. I’ll have to get one of those fancypants Chicago Card Plus things with automatically reloading $86 30 day pass things. Sucks.
I’m considering breaking my leg so I’ll qualify for reduced fare.
[li]Walking isn’t as hard as I thought it would be[/li]
Before I moved, I spent lifetimes on Google maps seeing what businesses were within a few blocks of my apartment, because I assumed all I’d ever be up for walking for, say, a sandwich was a block or two. Turns out distances on Google maps seem much greater than when you’re on the ground, putting foot to pavement.
Last night, for the hell of it, I walked from work to home. 2.5 miles. About 40 minutes. No real problem. I walked about 9 blocks to a hardware store to buy 2 $0.49 key… condom things, to differentiate my otherwise-identical-looking office front door key and office fire door key. Door key. Heh. “Dorky.”
If I’m not 30 to 40 pounds lighter from all this walking within a week, though, I’m getting a Segway.
[li]Nobody cares about me[/li]
Where I’m from, if you were outside walking and happened upon another person, you and that person would be the only people outside for about a mile, so you’d feel some kind of connection and compulsion to talk or nod or wave or do something to acknowledge that you’re both human beings within the same physical space. Here, though, there’s people everyfunkingwhere. People see me as just one of a few million.
I love that part.
[li]Jebus Kriste, wtf sales tax[/li]
10.25% sales tax? For serious? This is a joke, right? A classic prank. Bazinga!
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