Tomorrow at 11AM, the parade of potential New Roommates begins trudging through my apartment, fingering my drapes and ogling my liquor cabinet. If all goes as planned, they will arrive once on the hour for 5 hours. This should give everybody enough time to ask all the questions we need, look around, and get the hell out before the next contestant arrives, therefore avoiding any hair-pulling.
Sadly - and I say that sincerely - the gentleman below will not be among the finalists:
I just saw your listing, and thought I'd write and introduce myself. I have just come back to the States from living in London, and am looking for a place in New York for when I start my new jobs in the new year.
I'm a 25 year old single gay male. I have just finished my MA in Art History in London. I went to The University of Chicago for my BA - Art History as well. This year I will be working as a museum educator, and also for a real estate developer who develops high end buildings all over the city.
I do like to chat and be sociable. I don't smoke or do any drugs, and I am very tidy. My interests....I love art and going to museums, gallery talks and openings. I love concerts and music - currently I'm listening to Scissor Sisters. I love to cook and am happy to share my food with my roommate. I go out dancing a lot on the weekends, but also enjoy staying in, watching movies and just chilling out.
I tend to go to bed a bit on the early side (around 11) so please, not too late. Or just e-mail me to set up a good time to come see the place.
Alas, over the course of our brief correspondence, this lovely-sounding young man revealed that he is allergic to cats.