In part two of the Worst Roommate Search Ever, the interviews for a new roommate in a Mission District rent controlled apartment get even weirder.

…okay, is, more often than not, just some crap he didn’t want anymore. But we’ve probably all, at some point in our lives, saved an object from a destiny at the dumps, whether it be furniture off the sidewalk or that 1988 Fleer Kirby Puckett card my friend Jacob was