Catch 22

So I had to decide where I’m going to stay next term. I checked out three places, and they were all very plausible possibilities:

1. Jenna’s: Sufficiently far from the university so that I would be able to bike, and to get away from the really run-down places. The room is really nice, albeit a tad on the small side. It has a huge window, which is super nice. It’s furnished well, too. The downsides are that the kitchen wasn’t quite up to par compared to the rest of the apartment, the stove/oven range is small, and I might have been there by myself. Coin laundry. It’s also not particularly close to anything except other houses. But I’d be helping out a friend.

2. Courtney/Katie/Cristina/Sarah’s: Right next to the campus at WCRI. The room is nice, albeit a tad on the small side. The rest of the apartment, however, is fairly well maintained and open. Plus, I’d be able to live with people that I know. The downsides are that the apartment lacks air conditioning (and, being on the top floor, it’d be hella bad in the summer), and that it feels very much like student housing. Coin laundry. The proximity to University Plaza might be too much of a temptation for me (to waste money). But I’d be helping out a friend.

3. Referral: Sufficiently far from the university (Bridgeport and Weber) so that I would be able to bike. In fact, it’s close to everything else except the university: Sobey’s, Bulk Barn, Shopper’s, Beer Store, Zeller’s, and everything in Uptown Waterloo. The townhouse is very nice and well-furnished. The room itself is monstrous (even bigger than the one I have now!) with an ensuite! Air conditioning and free laundry are all part of the deal. The downsides are that it is far from a good chunk of my friends (who are all on the north side of campus) and that I might be there by myself.

There were two routes that I could pursue: be a person pleaser, or be conscientious of my own needs. On one hand, I could be a slave to pride and, on the other, I could be a slave to selfishness. There really isn’t any winning here, as far as I could see. There is only one word that I know that can describe this situation: stink.

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