If you’ve recently moved to New York City solely to live out your Girls-themed fantasies (hi!), your apartment hunt is now over. There’s a distressing post on Craigslist looking for one lucky person to pay $1,500 a month for a room in Williamsburg. It already comes furnished with a Hannah (who probably becomes more aggravating as your lease progresses), and a gay roommate “with a penchant for backhanded compliments.” Shut up.
The pair, who moved here two years ago to “follow our careers,” are promising a volatile and harrowing living experience that will slowly drain the life from you like water circling a rusty shower drain. The post explains that their ideal prospective roomie will fit into their obnoxiously quirky outlook, which apparently revolves around questions such as “Is it appropriate to sleep with [person X], and would you judge me if I did?” and “And how does one install a coat rack onto an electrical panel? (But really if you know the answer to that last one, please drop us a line.)”
Do you watch Girls and think “they’re living the life of my generation; I need to get back to the people and live more like them”? If yes, then you’re probably in the right place. Basically we just want to keep living our lives and we need someone for that room, because we can’t afford to keep the place otherwise and will be forced to move to Bushwick. Typologies of roommates we would accept include “Shoshanna”s or “Marnies.” Bonus points if you’re related to Brian Williams.
Nevermind, we’re moving to Queens.