More adventures (aka Seattle is full of crazy people)

I guess it's probably true of any city of significant proportions.  Everytime I go to the U district, I see loads of people talking (or yelling) to themselves.  When I went to fill out the application for my apartment, when I was on the phone with my bank while waiting for a bus, some guy randomly walked up to me, tried to punch me in the face, circled me for a while, told me he was going to kill me, yelled something about me talking about him, and then got on a bus.

I had to go back out there today, this time to sign the lease (woohoo!) and there was one guy screaming to himself - something about New Jersey being more peaceful - and erratically walking and stopping in the middle of the road.  When I got on the bus, an older lady kept whispering to herself and then either nodding or shaking her head energetically.  Whatever.

I finally got everything sorted with rent and all.  It's just my luck that after being on the phone with my bank in Baton Rouge almost nonstop for the past few days that right when we'd reached a solution, a storm causes their entire system to go down leaving me high and dry for most of the day.  While we're on the subject of banks, I'm really impressed with mine here.  I called and explained the situation, and the branch manager offered to draft up the checks I needed and deliver them to me at home.  Like woah.  Now that's service.  Take notes.