Included: kettle, microwave, number for the suicide prevention hotline
Happy Groundhog’s Day! You’re going to be eating breakfast RIGHT HERE every day of your life for years on end! Wait, wait — why are you crying? Please don’t cry. Shush, shush, don’t cry. It’s okay. Sorry about the microwave not working, by the way, but we couldn’t find an outlet. Awwww.
Found By: JP
Loveliest comment, by Blandwagon: I like the fact that you can slide your dinner-for-one out of the microwave and into position for eating without even getting out of your chair. So handy when your crippling depression makes moving about impossible!
Its a “one bedroom” flat, but two different beds and rooms are shown! Scandal!
I keep trying to figure out how those two beds could be in the same room. And I fail.
And is it just me, or do the two bedroom doorways offer glimpses of two different bathrooms? Perhaps this is a listing mistake, and photos from another listing have been included.
It’s a luxurious abode in Irony Town. Yours for the taking.
Yes, very Ingmar Bergman.
That is totally depressing.
Indeed, very Ingmar Bergman.
In the cabinet, there were pots/pans wrapped in plastic. What is that about?
Personally, I like to touch all of my clothes from the comfort of my bed, so that 1st br speaks to me;-)
Maybe it is like having your sofa in one of those nasty plastic covers for really anal people. That would be the perfect place for a real neat-freak to live, because really you couldn’t possibly make any mess. There isn’t even room for dust. Or cleaning supplies though either. Hmmm…
I would have listed as “eat-in kitchen!”
At least it looks clean! And they sanitarily wrapped the pots and pans in plastic. I appreciate that.
I think we’re looking at the kitchen/living room, with the microwave doubling as the entertainment centre.
Oh, now that’s VERY Ingmar Bergman.
SM, you are having a bit of an Inigo Montoya moment, aren’t you?
“Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die!”
“Stop saying that!!!!“
It’s just that this listing is so very, very Ingmar Bergman.
*pausing to google Ingmar Bergman*
Essentially a filmmaker who specialized in existential dilemma, hopelessness, yadda yadda. Lots of long holding on shots, too.
Just in case anyone doesn’t feel like Googling. Film class, studying Bergman, I understood hopelessness, let me put it that way. The hope that the class would ever end? Diminished moment by moment.
Genius, and all that but …bit depressing. Plus, Swedish or Swiss (can’t remember which) so…the added fun of subtitles…on really depressing films. Woot.
Makes you feel like mainlining Prozac but as bad as I’m making him sound? Truly, the guy was a genius, and had great influence on modern filmmakers. Just kind of…grim to actually, you know, watch.
Yes, I definately want an appartment that screams, “Office Breakroom!”
Looks like my student housing in grad school.
The exterior has certain charm that you’d expect some lovely woodwork, maybe an archway or two in the apartment. Instead, it’s as antiseptic as an operating room.
ugh this site is really starting to annoy me. yes it’s funny if a listing has a dead plant or a weird doll in the corner, but what is wrong with this? just because it is small? this is actually really nice for the way billions of non-spoiled-Americans live.
Yes, we are laughing because it is small. And because it is bleak.
And because they are foreigners. But we laugh at teeny, bleak American apartments, too.Is it just me, or is that cabinet with the dishes in it in the BATHROOM??? I don’t see any tiled walls anywhere but the shower picture. EWWWW! No wonder they wrapped the dishes in plastic!!!
I like the fact that you can slide your dinner-for-one out of the microwave and into position for eating without even getting out of your chair. So handy when your crippling depression makes moving about impossible!
Oh, another sweet kitchenette! Thank you for making my day!
Is the toilet IN the shower stall? While at first I thought that was disturbing, I think it might be rather convienient.
Now remember when you hear the ‘ding’ take your head out of the Microwave.
This actually looks exactly like a friend’s apartment here in Baltimore!
Oh my god, I am laughing AND crying. The final “awww” just about sent me into a fit.