Sunday, August 30, 2009

A shotgun partnership

We moved to Ann Arbor two weeks ago. It was Tuesday. On Thursday, we were asked to send in a copy of our marriage certificate.

“We are not married. We are engaged.”
“Congrats. When is the wedding?”
“2012.”
“That is too far away, you will have to get a Domestic Partnership.”

Apparently, although we had called ahead to confirm that we needed no legal contract between the two of us in order to live in our apartment together, we had been given incorrect information. To live as a student and non-student under the same roof, we needed a state sanctioned union of some sort.

We spoke to a rather nasty woman about the situation on the phone, explaining that I would loose my insurance (provided by momma and papa’s insurance provider) if we got married/partnershiped. Her response was to threaten us with eviction.

Eventually she backed down and asked us to write up our situation, so that her superior might review it and decide if we warrant an exception.

So now we sit and wait to see if we will be forced into a Domestic Partnership. By our landlord.

1 comment:

  1. Eff her. What a ridiculous situation. -Kels

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