Credit cards, jammed locks and lack of electricity- The Moving Diaries

Welcome to another installment of the moving diaries, where I tell you about the fun journey of moving into my own apartment. I have to say, if I believed in 'signs' from the universe, I would not have moved into this apartment because all the signs were against it!
Let me start from the beginning- on the 6th May I was meant to go to the letting agency to pay my deposit and rent, to then get my keys. Unfortunately, my credit card limit turned out to not be high enough, so I had to awkwardly go home and say I'd return the next day when my limit had been put up. So the next morning I returned but the card still didn't work. It thought that maybe the bank was just slow, so I went shopping and came back an hour later- it still didn't work. I repeated this (very awkward) routine three more times until I finally gave up and very angrily called my parents asking what went wrong. It turned out that the bank had lost my request to put up the limit, but I went back the next day and finally paid and got the keys.
Sounds like I managed to overcome the obstacles, doesn't it? Well this is where the fun starts! I went to the flat with my friend Lauren and it took us about ten minutes to manage to open the front door because the lock is terrible and you can't turn the key. So we dropped off some of my stuff and then went to Asda (where we bought mainly wine and cleaning products, like adults do), but when we returned we just couldn't open the door so I had to get my neighbour to buzz us in! Not exactly the way I wanted to meet my neighbours but at least we were in. I put it all down to the rain and thought that something was probably wrong with the door and it would be fine when the weather was better.
Unfortunately, when I returned a few days after, I still couldn't open the door. I spent 45 minutes standing outside and even asked strangers to help me but just couldn't open it. I got so upset that my friend Jordan actually offered to come pick me up, and as soon as she got in the car (without her phone), the door suddenly opened. It turns out there's a trick to it and once you know that, it's extremely easy to open.
But the list of issues isn't over yet! I now don't have electricity, which is not an ideal situation because it means no fridge, no internet, no anything. While having a housewarming party in candlelight was lovely, I would very much appreciate some electricity at my flat, so I called the property manager, who told me to call the landlord. I hate talking to people on the phone (#foreignerproblems) so I was quite nervous and said this: "Hi! I have some issues with my electricity. The issue being that there is none.". I just have a way with words.. Anyway, I haven't heard back from the landlord yet but I'm hoping that it'll be fixed tomorrow so I can finally have a cup of tea in my flat.

If you're still reading this then wow, you really were very bored to read such a long post of me rambling about my house issues! If you have any funny/weird/annoying moving stories then please leave them in the comments below!

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