yesterday i met my landlord at summerhouse to show the condo to a perspective renter. i've never had the pleasure of such an awkard experience so ofcourse i jumped at the chance :) this tiny asian women surveyed the condo, and though i don't own the place, i am certainly possessive of it and its awesomeness. so anyways, she wanders around spending less than 5 seconds in each room. she didn't even walk through the kitchen or open a cabinet. christy, my landlord, said "don't you want to open the closets?" to which she replies "no, i've seen closets before." i almost cleared my throat in audible disgust. uh, hello lady, i cleaned my closet for you. which is a treat i don't even bestow on visiting parents. if i was christy i would have ruled this woman out right then.
then, i asked her if she had kids and explained what a great neighborhood it would be for her tiny asian boy. i said the pool is bumpin on weekends and there would be lots of tiny caucasian, african american, spanish, and even one alien child that looks a bit like yoshi from mario brothers for hers to play with. i got the impression from the look on her face they weren't swimmers so i went on describe how quiet the cul-de-sac was for kids.
none of that really applies to a greater story, i just wanted you to know that i'm not doing it again today. forgetaboutit. i'm gonna go have lunch with jenn and let the landlord sell the place on her own.
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