A very bad day

I dumped the law professor who sounded like a cartoon parody of a British aristocrat.

I also dumped the Dutch/Swedish/Spanish household.

The guy in Leyton forgot that we had agreed on four o'clock, and proceeded to show me a miniscule room that had been painted purple.

The guy in Stratford basically admitted to speed use, and openly insulted my chosen line of work.
P.S. Stratford is hideous

The guys in Hamstead were lovely, but the quoted rent didn't include utilities and tax, which would bring it up to about 75% of my total income.
P.S. Hamstead looks like a mall in Carmel

I am despairing a bit. Surely they can't all be this bad.