Everybody has, I’m sure, heard of how painful it is to rent an apartment in Tokyo.
If you or anybody you know has ever looked for a place to live in Tokyo, then you know all about the race prejudice, the vertiginous deposits, ludicrous requirements, real estate agent mandatory commission and above all the two or three months gift money to the landlord, for the privilege of moving into their slum.
If you needed any more proof, here is one:
Not only will you have to pay gift money upon moving in, upon renewing the contract (every one or two years) or basically whenever you change the contract. Not only are you unlikely to see more than half, at most, of your two months deposit back (it’s customary to redo the entire place new on your deposit, no matter how pristine you leave it), but to top it all: changing your guarantor is also gonna cost you a month gift money.
You heard me right, the mere action of changing the name of one of the two persons who will be held legally liable in case of problem with your tenancy requires you to pay a full extra freaking month of rent. This is basically paying for the privilege of providing yet another level of safety to your paranoid landlord.
I’m sure it was in the contract too, my bad for not completely reading 30 pages of legalese written in tiny obsolete kanjis. Then again, the moronic real estate agent also assured me over the phone that the change was free.
If not for the other guarantor, who is my friend and probably would get in some trouble because of that, I’d be very tempted to give my landlord a hard time over that one. This is how pissed off I am at being permanently taken for a money-distributing dunce.
How the average Japanese people put up with these preposterous rules, now that the 80’s real estate boom has all but flatly crashed in the ground, is beyond me…