My rental application was rejected one time. Long story short, my wife had given the post office her friend's address as our forwarding address while we were looking for an apartment in a high cost of living area.
The apartment complex ran a check, saw that our last know residence was such-and-such (actually her friends address). They called the rental office at the address, and asked "Did GySgt D give you all a proper 30-day notification that he was moving? Did he pay his bills?"
Well, the ditz at the other rental office told my prospective landlord something like "I don't see where GySgt D gave me any notice!". Nevermind the fact that I never lived there in my entire life. Neither of the two rental office's found it necessary to go any further than that.
I was given no notice about my rejection, but was lead along to believe that it "would be just another day". This went on for days. Meanwhile, I'm going flat broke. In desperation, I ask them what the holdup is, and they finally tell me. After I darn near had to beg them to call the other rental office up and clear it up, they finally did. I had to literally dig the coins out of the seat cushions of my car to come up with the deposit.
I had exactly the right amount, to the very penny. The Lord provides...